One bed. Two stranded strangers. Three wildly passionate nights. A thousand secrets between them. After getting trapped in a blizzard, my private jet grounded, with no hotel room available within miles, I met a woman at the bar. Rowan. A knockout blessed with killer curves, gorgeous emerald eyes, and a mouth that should be illegal. She triggered all the primal and possessive emotions I’d never known I had. Not the typical Cooper Spade that the world had come to know. What followed was a fiery, unforgettable, wildly explosive weekend of sizzling touches, passionate nights, and intense chemistry. The rebel had finally fallen … But when the storm cleared, I returned to LA and learned that the woman I’d just spent seventy-two carnal hours with was the enemy, and I’d loved every minute of it. A scorching enemies-to-lovers, forced proximity, billionaire romance.