By the Book (Sweet Side, #4)

I moved to Sweet Side intending to mind my own business. Literally.
Luckily I do it well.
My bookstore is one of the most popular places on the strip. Unfortunately that has little to do with the books lining the shelves, and more with what I stock in the back room.
But whatever pays the bills, right?
Business is buzzing along when the stupidly handsome jerk next door decides his personal training location should take over my tiny corner of Florida, sealing his spot as my mortal enemy.
Noah Hicks is tall, ripped, and successful. He’s got muscles on his muscles.
Not that I’ve been looking.
He’s also a complete twat. Gym bro and fork boy extraordinaire.
If you know what I mean.
I should be able to outsmart him no problem.
Unfortunately, my scheme lands me headfirst in his hot tub, mostly clothed and slightly drunk.
But it turns out Noah is more than a pretty face, and when he steps in to save me from a mess I thought was behind me, I’m forced to either eat my words—
Or lose this bench-pressing, Shakespeare-spewing hunk for good.