My Orc Protector

He protected me when no one else would. Now can he learn to let me care for him?

When my father sent me to Eastshore Isle to pay off the guy he lost to at poker, I assumed I'd be handing over a wad of cash to another sleazy lowlife. I didn't expect the door to be answered by a ridiculously hot, far too clean-cut orc who looks like he takes everything too seriously. And I definitely didn't expect the payment to be...me?

But my dad's just enough of an asshole to follow through on his threats if I don't seduce Garrak to pay off the debt, and I find myself not really minding the thought of climbing this guy like a mountain. Too bad Garrak's too noble to consider his own pleasure.

In fact, he's too noble to send me back to my shitty old life and insists on keeping me on Eastshore to take care of me. I mean, a girl could get used to the bonbon-eating, Insta-O life, yeah? Except...the more I get to know Garrak, the more I realize he needs someone to take care of him. Why won't he let me be that person?

This feel-good, low-angst, high-heat cozy romance features the following tropes: sold-for-a-debt, independent heroine, forced proximity, protective hero, adorable small town (of course), lots of humor, lots of heat!