My Turkish Fling

Janie:

As a divorced 41-year-old, I could do worse than a gorgeous Turkish farmhand. Emir’s perfect fling material-young and only visiting. Except, he’s too smart to be a farmhand and too serious for a fling. I mean, he never smiles. Like, never.

I should date someone local, but I’m drawn to my mysterious house guest. The way he cares for my horse, cooks, and looks out for me-it’s pulling me in too deep. As we prepare my crumbling farm for my friend’s engagement party, the heat between us turns into fire. But danger lurks in my rural paradise, and my hot Turkish Fling is becoming more and more protective.

Emir:

My brother’s marrying a Kiwi, so I’m back in New Zealand, fixing broken fences and sharing a house with a captivating blonde who’s definitely off-limits.

I’m the responsible one, destined to save the family business in Istanbul. Love is not on my radar, but Janie is getting under my skin, making me feel things I’ve forgotten. My self-control is hanging by a thread. The only problem is, I don’t do flings...