Slade Taylor loves women and fast cars, not always in that particular order. What he doesn’t like are prissy, stuck-up women afraid to get their hands dirty. It’s only natural that when he meets the maid of honor in his brother’s wedding party, he’s not thrilled at having to deal with an ice princess from the big city, no matter how gorgeous she may be. It’s his duty as best man to play nice, but that’s as far as Slade’s willing to go. As soon as the wedding’s over, she can take her spoiled butt straight back to New York and leave him in peace.
Elle’s in town for her best friend’s wedding. But the moment her designer shoes hit the sandy pavement of Atlantic, trouble seems to follow her. The biggest trouble of all is the tall, dark, and handsome best man, Slade. He’s everything Elle hates in a man. He’s arrogant and alpha to the core. He’s deadly sexy. His kisses make her lose all control.
Pretty soon, getting the bride and groom down the aisle is the last thing on their minds, and the sleepy beach town is heating up in a way that has nothing to do with summer sunshine. But Slade’s not about to settle down with one woman, let alone one who drives him as crazy as Elle. And Elle isn’t about to succumb to the ball and chain and settle down in suburbia with a man who practically has love ‘em and leave ‘em tattooed to his mouthwatering bicep. What’s a city girl and a country boy to do?