If there is such a thing as a guardian angel, Claire Ferguson's had to be exhausted. She moved into her new condo for a fresh start. Everything was fine until she pulled her rattling, smoking car into her driveway. That was when the yelling started. Where the hell was the Welcome Wagon?
Lane Hartwell didn't view himself as a grouch. So occasionally he yelled. Who didn't? His sexy new neighbor was noisy and rude. He couldn't work in chaos, and she was like a force of nature.
Love blossoms despite their differences, and their devotion to one another is unshakeable. Finally they can live happily ever after, except Claire's kidnapper has other ideas. Horrible, twisted ideas.