When a snowstorm strands a perfectionist F1 safety director with a small-town mechanic, sparks fly faster than a Formula One lap time.

Sable:

I've spent my life proving I belong in a man's world, fixing engines and rebuilding racetracks. But when Viktor Novak—former F1 driver turned technical director—shows up to inspect my work, I expect another suit who thinks he knows better than the local mechanic.

What I don't expect is to get trapped in a snowstorm with him, or for the ice-cold Czech to turn out to be a Star Trek-quoting softie who kisses like he used to drive—fast, passionate, and with perfect precision. Between stolen moments in my shop, late-night pizza dates, and watching him restore a classic Ferrari, I'm falling harder than a rookie driver on their first lap.

But Viktor's world is all private jets and European races, while mine is coveralls and small-town repairs. When he talks about staying, about building something permanent, can I trust that his heart is really ready to downshift into love? Or will this romance crash and burn before we reach the finish line?

Trigger warnings: This short read romance is full of hot kissing, space nerds, foreign languages and sexy accents, witty banter, being snowed in, blueberry pancakes, racing hearts (and cars!), and body positivity from a plus-sized heroine. Read at your own pleasure!