The First Spark

I have a very big problem … in the form of one very petite woman. Don’t get me wrong. I adore women and if you ask any female in Sparkwood you’ll learn the feeling is mutual. With one tiny exception. Oriana Thorne is a literal thorn in my side—a plucky infuriatingly gorgeous pain in the rear who rents the store next to mine. We’ve disliked each other from the beginning or at least since she marched into my shop and started issuing demands. Needless to say I didn’t roll out the welcome mat after that meet-hate. I'd love to avoid the woman until the end of my days but as fate would have it I need her help. Without her approval my plan to open a speakeasy beneath our shops is dead in the water. Considering Oriana is as fond of me as I am of her winning her assistance will be no easy feat. So when a faulty lock forces the two of us to spend the night together it’s anyone’s guess if we’ll survive until mor