Borrowing Bentley by Melanie Shawn

Bentley:
Maisy Turner and I had been butting heads since we were five years old. That girl knew every one of my buttons and loved to push ’em. Folks like to say that we have a love/hate relationship, but I’ve never felt much of the love…from her side, anyway.
So when I got roped into working side by side with her, I was expecting sparks to fly–I just thought they’d be from us rubbing each other the wrong way, not the right one…

Maisy:
When scandal broke in Wishing Well and I was called in to right the wrongs, I jumped at the chance to step up and finally be seen as an individual, and not just, “one of the Turner triplets.” I was prepared to do whatever it took to advance my career and stand on my own two feet…even if it meant working side by side with the only person in town I couldn’t stand.
Bentley Calhoun had been a thorn in my side since kindergarten. He was like a rash that wouldn’t go away–an annoying itch that drove me crazy. Problem with itches was, it felt so good to scratch ’em.