Crushes are harmless-unless they involve your best friend's grumpy, off-limits brother. Gannon Brewer is the epitome of my type. He's at least ten years older than me, emotionally unavailable, and highly disagreeable-a walking red flag in a tailored suit. But do I listen to that? No. In fact, when his office plants start dying, I convince myself that I can ignore the pheromones and save the philodendron. Now I'm in his office every week, dodging sinful smirks and heated stares, reminding myself to reach for the watering can-not him. But one "ivy incident" changes everything. Suddenly, we're sneaking around, indulging in a steamy, forbidden fling that's supposed to be nothing more than (a lot of) fun. After all, he swears he'll never fall in love. I assure him that I only want one thing, and it's not his heart. But the closer we get, the more lines we blur, and the harder it becomes to keep our promises … Especially when the secret I'm keeping threatens to shatter everything.
