"This doesn't have to be the end for us." Except it was. What did we know about happily ever after at the age of eighteen? Mason Braxter was a football legend-destined for glory far bigger than the confines of our small town. Meanwhile, I had dreams of my own-a simpler life that included staying put and growing roots. And all those plans of mine were going splendidly. Until one drunken mishap a month before college graduation left me staring at two pink lines. Then I was sharing custody with the most unlikely baby daddy. We've figured out a system.

Kind of. I'm rocking this single mom gig. Mostly. If only I could get a boost in the romance department. As if summoned by my dry spell, Mason Braxter makes a sudden reappearance in Meadow Creek. Six years have gone by, yet I can still remember every stupidly sculpted muscle on his body. How easy it would be to fall back into old habits. But I'm not that foolish girl anymore.

That doesn't deter my all-star ex from trying to prove we can do it right this time. For all his efforts, I might let him scratch my itch once. Maybe twice. Definitely not thrice.