Caged in Winter - Walsh, Brighton

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Résumé :
The last thing I need in my life is a Prince Charming in-training. I fought hard to escape the life I was born into, and I've gotten where I am without anyone's help. I'm only seventy-six days away from college graduation, not to mention the future I've dreamed of for so long. I don't need a hulking man covered in metal and ink to derail those plans, no matter how enticing he is. But Cade Maxwell isn't deterred by the walls I've erected around my heart. He swoops into my life, all brash exterior with a heart of gold, strips away those walls as easily as he strips away my clothes, and plants himself as if he's always been there. The only reason I give into this explosive chemistry between us is the fact that we don't have a future. He's white picket fences and Sunday mornings in bed. I'm nothing more than broken dreams and secrets. He swears he's not giving up. But I'm not giving in.

Biographie:
Award-winning USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Brighton Walsh spent a decade as a professional photographer before taking her storytelling in a different direction and reconnecting with her first love-writing. She likes her books how she likes her tea-steamy and satisfying-and adores strong-willed heroines and the protective heroes who fall head over heels for them. Brighton lives along the shores of Lake Michigan with her real life hero of a husband, her two kids-both taller than her-and her dog who thinks she's a queen. Her boy-filled house is the setting for dirty socks galore, frequent dance parties (okay, so it's mostly her, by herself, while her children look on in horror), and more laughter than she thought possible. Connect with her online at brightonwalsh.com/quicklinks....

Sommaire:
The last thing I need in my life is a Prince Charming in-training. I fought hard to escape the life I was born into, and I've gotten where I am without anyone's help. I'm only seventy-six days away from college graduation, not to mention the future I've dreamed of for so long. I don't need a hulking man covered in metal and ink to derail those plans, no matter how enticing he is. But Cade Maxwell isn't deterred by the walls I've erected around my heart. He swoops into my life, all brash exterior with a heart of gold, strips away those walls as easily as he strips away my clothes, and plants himself as if he's always been there. The only reason I give into this explosive chemistry between us is the fact that we don't have a future. He's white picket fences and Sunday mornings in bed. I'm nothing more than broken dreams and secrets. He swears he's not giving up. But I'm not giving in....