Chapter 1
“THIS IS ALL YOUR fault.” Trey Peyton glared at the owner of the big brown eyes, who couldn’t seem to care less about the wreck she’d just caused.
She just blinked at him, all innocence, as if she wasn’t the reason his sensible sedan was currently nose-first in a ditch. Given how fast he’d been going when he came over that hill, he was lucky he only had a flat.
Sucking in a breath, he scooped a hand through his hair and searched for some calm. “Oh, excuse me. Where are my manners? Let me introduce myself. I’m Gerald Peyton, III, CEO of Peyton Consolidated.”
She ignored the hand he offered.
“Never heard of it? It’s a multi-billion-dollar corporation. Mostly real estate and hotels these days. Though I’ve been dipping my toes into urban redevelopment and rural tourism lately. M
