Rain was the worst, especially when it attacked me on the way to a job interview.
Yet a huge, gorgeous man appeared out of the gloom to save the day. Maybe it was the enticing good luck kiss from a stranger, but I got both the job and an instant boyfriend.
Trent was the most incredible (and only) meteorologist I’d ever met. But how could someone like me fit into the TV world of an older, wealthy man?
I felt a severe heatwave every time he touched me, yet his obsession might be mercurial. Falling in love so fast was just a fantasy. Wasn’t it?