Cole Sullivan’s been my father’s enemy for almost ten years.
When I came back to Misty Pines to fix up my grandma’s old inn, the only guy who could handle the job was him. Instant hate on both sides.

He’s fifteen years older, silver at the temples, built like he was made to wreck someone’s self-control, and completely off-limits.

Working side by side in that half-empty inn was supposed to stay strictly professional. The age gap and our families’ history should’ve been enough to keep us far apart.
But every argument we had carried heat underneath. Long days in the same space made the air thicker, the looks longer, the tension harder to ignore. It turned into this slow, constant ache neither of us could shake.

His stubble on my skin. His fingers tugging at the knot of my robe. That look he gets when another guy gets too close.

We crossed the line just once… and I found out exactly what fifteen extra years of experience feels like.

It was only supposed to scratch the itch.
Instead, I wanted more.

Then I ended up pregnant with my father’s enemy’s baby.

In a town where secrets never stay buried and family history has a long reach, one reckless night is about to blow everything open.

My father will do whatever it takes to keep Cole away from me—and from our baby.

And Cole has to decide if loving the enemy’s daughter is worth going to war for.