When a younger man pursues her, a woman who’d given up on love must set aside her conventional fears or lose her chance at true love.
They say you can’t go home again, but realtor April Windham is determined to try.
Seven years after running away to Cedar Hill, she’s going back to St. Louis, but the ex-fiancé who believes she betrayed him and the ambitious colleague who framed her haven’t forgotten her.
Neither has Mac Macintyre. He’s a widower, with a four-year-old daughter, but when April knew him, he was “little Dougie” Macintyre, the boy she babysat.
He’s no longer little, no longer “Dougie” and, when fate throws them together again, no longer content just to dream about April.
She is wary but drawn toward the irrepressible Mac. Their sex is combustible, irresistible. But that doesn’t mean she’ll give him the commitment he wants.
What will it take to convince her to ignore their history and trust the love that is blooming between them?
Mac knew April Windham before she drove her car off the road during a freak Illinois snowstorm. He knew her before she decided to leave Cedar Hill and return to St. Louis. And he knew her long before she fled her hometown to start over in Cedar Hill. He met her when he was twelve.
Now he’s all grown up, but he’s never forgotten her. When he rescues her from her snowed-under car, all his adolescent fantasies come rushing back… in the adult male version. He can’t get her out of his head, but she hasn’t recognized him. Yet.
April Windham is done with chasing dreams or men. It’s time to settle down.
In the seven years since she left St. Louis, the developers who blamed her, unfairly, for a cost increase on the land they wanted, should have moved on. And if not, it still doesn’t matter. She’s longer works with commercial realty. She sells residential properties and, when the opportunity arises, buys and flips homes. She’s looking to settle down and make a life for herself, by herself.
When a handsome stranger rescues her from freezing to death, she is grateful but eager to move on with her own agenda. The trouble is, she can’t forget his eyes, or her desire to run her hand along his jaw. And when he reappears in her St. Louis realty office, her entire body wages war against her will to remain distant and unencumbered.
