The Night Shift

Trapped in a blizzard. One lonely truck stop. And a burning attraction that’s impossible to ignore. James Hauling freight with bald tires through a blinding Nebraska blizzard isn't my smartest move. Getting stranded at a dead-end highway truck stop is even worse. But the minute I step inside, shaking off the ice, seeing the cute night clerk makes the delay worth every second. Brandon is flustered, quiet, and caught red-handed checking me out. The roads are impassable until morning, and I’ve got all night to find out if that shy blush goes all the way down. Brandon Working the graveyard shift in the middle of nowhere is a dead-end job, and lately, I feel just as stuck. I took this overtime shift hoping for a distraction, but I didn't expect a winter storm warning to lock down the entire county. And I definitely didn't expect the cocky, muscular delivery driver to get snowed in with me. James is all broad shoulders, tattoos, and crooked smirks. With temperatures dropping outside, our forced proximity is heating up fast—and my willpower is wearing dangerously thin. Can Brandon resist the slow-burn attraction of a dangerously charming stranger, or will one freezing night melt all his defenses?