"After all the times my mom told me to save for a rainy day...Who would've thought the rainy day would come in the form of a dead guy named Donnie?"

Roxy Horne is a process server-not that tracking down people and giving them paperwork is her life dream-but it feeds her cake obsession. Oh, and it pays the bills. Her dream of being a Private Investigator is far out of reach. But never once, even when serving to a slime ball who wouldn't pay child support, did she expect to find a dead body. Now her life is crazier than the cacti being launched at her car.

There is an upside. While serving a subpoena she's connected with her high school infatuation, Rafe Amato. If the name doesn't tell you how hot the man is, his abs will do it. All ten of them. Rafe might be an ex-cop, but his mind hasn't gotten the memo. He thinks like a cop, he acts like a cop, and he annoys her like a cop. Her upside doesn't feel so up anymore.

When the Las Vegas Police name her suspect number one, Roxy is inches away from losing her job, her home, and her freedom. She needs help. And she'll take any help she can find-even if it comes from the man who drives her crazy one mile at a time.