The Garrett I grew up with was my best friend’s older brother and the one guy around town I could confide in.
But ten years ago, tragedy struck at Lake Carson. It flipped both our worlds upside down. I recovered the best I knew how, but that afternoon changed Garrett. Now he’s irreverent, emotionally distant, and stubborn as the wild fox that inhabits his backyard.
We’ve shared a few casual nights together. But those are in the past. I know better than to let myself have him again, no matter how bad he craves me.
Every time I see him, it’s pure tension. But there's something about his tempting ways that keeps drawing me back for more.
With our shared pain from the past resurfacing, will he open himself up long enough to let me in for good? Or will that dreadful afternoon at Lake Carson have sealed our fate for life?