The only child of an oil mogul, Rose Kingsbrier should’ve had it all. Inconvenient woman. Convenient marriage. That changed the day her momma died, leaving her to live a solitary life in a mansion that was more like a mausoleum.
Rose tried for years to get her father’s attention, eventually finding it easier to become Eric Kingsbrier’s source of grief than to live in grief’s shadow. Convinced she’s irresponsible, Rose’s father intends to marry her off ...But Rose won’t let him barter her away that easily.
Ross Cavanaugh is swept up in Rose’s scheming even before his construction business begins renovating the Kingsbrier mansion. He enjoys the budding friendship with the southern heiress, until Rose proposes a marriage of convenience to solve her problem and provide Cavanaugh Construction financial backing.
Rose may not mind dragging her reputation through the mud, but Ross has worked too hard to be accused of fortune hunting. Except when Rose gets herself in over her head, agreeing to her offer may be the only way to save her.
The slowburn romance prequel to the Kingsbrier Quintuplets.
Previously published as Cavanaugh. For content considerations, please visit the author's website.
Before becoming an international bestselling author, Jody Kaye used to cook dinner for her family …Or so her three sons say, since she still maintains they began eating the meal ingredients for snacks around the same time.
It makes her wonder if the phrase “just 5 more minutes” only counted for video games and not toward penning the last paragraph of a romance novel?
A voracious reader, Jody has written over 25 small-town books, including the steamy southern Kingsbrier and angsty Shattered Hearts of Carolina series. Among her emotionally relatable cast of characters are coming of age twenty-year-olds and later-in-life single parents. She even threw in a psychic medium for a dash of suspense!
Jody currently resides in North Carolina with her husband, who continually proves an insta-love romance can last a lifetime—and who’s glad he talked her into being a writer and out of the bougie French stove she drooled over.
Her children have either moved out or are currently waiting in line for their take-out order. She’s hungry and hopes they ordered extra fries.