When Tate Collins meets airline pilot Miles Archer, she knows it isn’t love at first sight. They wouldn’t even go so far as to consider themselves friends. The only thing Tate and Miles have in common is an undeniable mutual attraction. Once their desires are out in the open, they realize they have the perfect set-up. He doesn’t want love, she doesn’t have time for love, so that just leaves the sex. Their arrangement could be surprisingly seamless, as long as Tate can stick to the only two rules Miles has for her.
Never ask about the past.
Don’t expect a future.
They think they can handle it, but realize almost immediately they can’t handle it at all.
Hearts get infiltrated.
Promises get broken.
Rules get shattered.
Love gets ugly.
Red flags, red flags, red flags. This is what I’m starting to associate CoHo books with – relationships in which characters ignore massive red flags, which miraculously turns out to be the right choice, creating perfect relationships. That’s not a damaging or dangerous message to be taking away, right?
At the end of the day, this is basically just smut. It’s decent smut, but there’s not much else to the story.