Kiwi Nathaniel Dunn is in a fighting mood, but how does a man fight Wellington’s famous fog? In the last year, Nate’s lost his longtime lover to boredom and his ten-year job to the economy. Now he’s found a golden opportunity for employment where he can even use his artistic talent, but to get the job, he has to get to Christchurch today. Heavy fog means no flight, and the ticket agent is ignoring him to fawn over a beautiful but annoying, overly polite American man.<br><br>Rusty Beaumont can deal with a canceled flight, but the pushy Kiwi at the ticket counter is making it difficult for him to stay cool. The guy rubs him all the wrong ways despite his sexy working-man look, which Rusty notices even though he’s not looking for a man to replace the fiancé who died two years ago. Yet when they’re forced to share a table at the crowded airport café, Nate reveals the kind heart behind his grumpy fa?ade. An earthquake, sex in the bush, and visits from Nate’s belligerent ex turn a day of sightseeing into a slippery slope that just might land them in love.

Sunset at Pencarrow

I’m sorry. Hold me again. I wasn’t okay. I do need people. I need you.


“I can drive just fine, you know.” He sounded like an angsty adolescent even to his own ears. “It was…a fluke.”


Nate glanced at him with a look that Rusty interpreted as either who the fuck caresor yeah, right. What Nate said was “Sure. I don’t doubt it. Tell you what. You come back to New Zealand someday, and you can give it another go.”


It fucked with Rusty’s brain—or maybe his heart. He felt like crying, wondering how he’d screwed things up so bad. Clearly the give it another gowas a verbal torpedo. Rusty could forgive him for that. But what about come back someday? Rusty hated that he hoped Nate meant that part for real.


Chapter 37