A single dad with one rule: No one stays for dinner. Until her.
I don’t like surprises, especially not a woman trespassing on my land, soaked to the bone and dragging a scandal behind her.
Since my wife’s death, I’ve kept everything locked down: my emotions, my routines, and most of all, my daughter. Ivy doesn’t trust easily. But when she asks if Wrenley can stay, I give an answer I know I’ll regret.
Now Wrenley is in Ivy’s world and in mine. And every day she’s here, she’s harder to turn away.
At night, I cook for her, and watching her mouth as she tastes what I’ve made leaves me starving for more than food.
I tell myself I don’t trust Wrenley Morgan. That she wont last. That this mistake can still be undone.
But the longer she stays, the more impossible it becomes.
