Hyde & Seek: Jake for German Readers

Hot bikers, witty quotes, and a whole lot of romance packaged into a sizzling love story!

Piper Skye embodies the essence of Rock 'n' Roll. Living a wild and carefree life, she revels through the nights and usually sleeps the days away—or at least would, if time and energy allowed. Social situations could be a bit easier too, if she could manage to fit in without being too awkward.

As the proprietor of a burgeoning baking business, Piper spends her days buried in textbooks and her nights elbow-deep in dough and frosting. She's firmly convinced that the sacrifices and hard work will pay off, as long as she sticks to her plan. At least, that’s what she thought...until the moment she met Jake Hyde in his workshop. Nothing has gone as planned since that fateful encounter. Piper originally just wanted some upgrades for her van—never expecting a workaholic with a cynical view of life to cross her path. And the chemistry that ignites whenever she runs into the temperamental mechanic? Simply put, it’s a distraction she can't afford.

Fate, however, has a sense of humor, and Piper soon realizes her meticulously crafted routine is taking a sharp turn on the back of Jake's motorcycle…

Excerpt:

He appeared to be in his early thirties, having long since shed any semblance of boyishness. The chiseled contours of his jaw, complemented by its rugged edges, presented a picture that could almost be described as beautiful—if not for his overwhelming masculinity. The stubble on his jaw looked as if it had been grown for several days post-shave, and instead of appearing unkempt, it somehow beckoned for a different kind of touch: Run your fingers through it!

I balled my fists, fighting the urge to give in to the temptation.

My current struggle with communication, however, was largely due to his eyes—bright green and framed by long, thick lashes. They were devilishly sexy, rendering me nearly speechless.

Get a grip! So what if he was tall? And yes, undeniably hot. Those green eyes were captivating. And then there were those muscles... What was I trying to remind myself?

Oh right. Get a grip!

He shook his head, his gaze mixing frustration and amusement. “No paperwork. It’s no wonder; they never do anything that feels like work. Come on, babe. Let’s get this done.”

The sound of my heels clicking on the linoleum echoed through the room, and I cursed my footwear choice. High heels were notorious for being difficult to walk in, especially when they rose to ten centimeters. Balancing on those heels felt like a concentration test, given my already wobbly knees. I had already embarrassed myself by babbling; the last thing I needed was to trip and make things worse.

I made it to the counter without faltering, mentally patting myself on the back for this small victory. However, when I looked up at him, his intense gaze pierced right through me. I mean it literally felt as if he could see straight into my mind and soul, uncovering my deepest and darkest secrets.

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