All it took was a blizzard and a pair of sky-blue eyes to break me.
I had one rule when I decided to rent out the ground level of my house-keep it professional. So I have no idea why I told the hospital to call my new tenant, Logan Hawkins, when I ended up unconscious in the snow. It was impossible to keep my distance from the brooding single dad after he came to my rescue.
My past is tragic with a capital T so I decide to keep it to myself for as long as I can. That way maybe Logan won't run, like everyone else. I want his touch . . . his love. Not his sympathy.
But he's been keeping secrets of his own. The more time we spend together the more I want to confess, and I want to know what has been turning those sky-blue eyes stormy when he thinks I'm not looking.
They say the truth will set you free, but in this case, it might shatter what's left of my fragile heart.
