She’s off-limits. She’s my brother’s widow. And I’ve gone and fallen in love with her.
I
thought a holiday vacation would be good for the entire family. A change of scenery after my brother’s sudden death. Especially for his widow and twin daughters. I
rented a cabin for the holidays. Invited the entire family. My intentions were pure. Until I’m sharing a bathroom with the woman I’ve spent years swooning over. Until she’s kissing me. Until I’m confessing I want to marry her. Then the week blows up. The
word marriage fills her with fear. Still, we can’t seem to keep our hands off each other. Sneaking around in the middle of the night. But
I want more. I’m not the cheating prick my brother was. And
I’ll spend this whole week proving to her marriage isn’t scary if it’s with the right guy.
