I'm a full time single dad. A former NFL player turned coach, tasked with turning around a college team full of kids who either don't take it seriously or are determined to get injured. I will absolutely not be falling for my new neighbor.Lark Butler is pure chaos wrapped in gorgeous, infuriating sunshine. She showed up out of nowhere--getting paid to cry at a funeral, no less. Who does that? But somewhere between offering her condolences and crawling out of a literal grave site, we've found ourselves tangled in the drama of Outtatowner, Michigan-my coastal hometown with a decades-old feud and two aunties determined to end it.I'm finally putting down roots so my daughter has a normal life and I need to forget about Lark. Forget the way it felt the night we kissed or what it's like to finally take something just for me. But when those sparks ignited, it was more intense than either of us bargained for.Trouble is, I can't trust her, and she never stays.She's burning my carefully laid plans to the ground and all it took was one look.
