Detour Discreet Cover: A Creekwood Novel

Angela

Head down, eyes peeled for any opportunity to get off the dead-end course my mother carelessly paved for me years ago.

My plan takes a sharp turn landing me directly across the hall from Creekwood's resident bad boys. The three streetbike riding misfits are as stubborn as they are sexy. And they. Are. Sexy. Especially the one with the mocha swirl eyes watching my every move.

Even the six-foot hallway separating us can't keep the overbearing trio from constantl...