Cassandra Clarke, fresh out of college and living on her own, isolates herself from the humiliation that rocked her world a year earlier.
Everything in her life is simple and easy until Logan West, the single father full of mystery and sex appeal, moves into the empty estate next door. A guy who easily attracts the attention of available women in town with one carefree smile.
Cassandra is not looking for another heartbreak and stands her ground, but finds it impossible to stay away from the charming stranger when his four-year-old son, Oliver, takes an interest in her childhood tree house.
It is through Oliver where Cassandra’s eyes begin to open to a side of Logan very few people know. The rough edges and arrogant front shed away, leaving the compassionate, yet broken side of him exposed, and finally opening the possibilities to a genuine friendship.
A friendship that is constantly shaken by the undeniable connection building between them.
With temptation arising every time they are near, Cassandra fights to remind herself exactly why Logan isn’t capable of loving her the way she deserves, or is he?
“I was scared, Cassandra. Terrified.” He sighed, his expression pained. “The following few days after the carnival, I brought home women trying to… push it away.” His hand fell, releasing my chin. My face scrunched in confusion. “Push what away? Me caring for your son?” “No.” He gently shook his head. “My feelings for you.” I closed my eyes, and inhaled a deep breath, willing the tears at bay. “Logan—” “I get it, I do. I’m not good for you. But just know, please know…” a slow smile brightened his face, “you’re important in my life, Cassandra. You’re my best friend.”