As far as Piper Lewis is concerned, happily ever after was about as realistic as finding Prince Charming riding a unicorn, but since street art doesn’t pay the bills she accepts a job as the resident photographer for Portland’s most popular historic wedding venue. Her role as the Ansel Adams of Love is nearly cut short when she has car troubles and her tall, dark and delicious driver-for-hire, takes one look at her mud-soaked clothes and tries to flee. Except years on the streets made Piper’s reflexes faster than his four-hundred horsepower, and with one calculated move she’s in the backseat, telling him exactly where she’ll shove his tip. Only he isn’t a driver at all, he’s the Best Man. And while he might not be a prince, he still manages to charm her into a kiss, but that’s all she’s open to.
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