Freedom — Holly Mortimer

His self-imposed exile is finally coming to an end…whether he wants it to or not.

I thought I had my priorities straight. Priority number one? Work, followed closely by women. Notice I said women. I'm a one and done kind of guy. Refer back to priority number one. I'm allergic to relationships. Besides, I've been told I'm terrible at them by enough women to know when to play to my strengths.
I was pretty solid in this belief, until my priorities got a rude awakening and a new number one took over. Now, I'm flying to Ireland to face the family that's pretended I don't exist for the past five years to try and fix all the things I've destroyed, including myself. What I didn't expect was that on my road to redemption, I'd suddenly find myself making Violet McGregor my singular priority. The problem is, she hates me just as much as my family does.