After a disastrous marriage that left me with three perfect, rowdy boys and an ex-husband whose middle name might as well be Trouble, I’ve got more than enough testosterone in my life. I’m absolutely not getting involved with any person.
Besides, at the end of the day when I collapse into bed, I’m too exhausted to think sexy thoughts. Excluding maybe about the one man who makes my life just a bit easier…Mr. Wednesday, a.k.a.
Dillon Henry.Handsome, charming, thoughtful—the man is fantasy material.
And not just because he brings me my favorite coffee each Wednesday when he meets with my boss.
I’ll manage to date again…sooner or later…maybe after my boys are in college and I in any case have the energy to take into consideration myself. For now, I’m content to stick to my late-night fantasies about a certain coffee-bringing, suit-wearing flirt.
At least, that’s what I tell myself until Dillon Freaking Henry shows up on my doorstep in my hometown, demanding that I let him out of the friend zone.
He’s not intimidated by the truth that I’m a package deal or that my calendar is chaos or that my ex is a monumental pain in the…neck. Nope. Dillon is decided to change my mind.
Part of me almost hopes he can.
