Dear Hot Guy Next Door

I didn’t plan on meeting my new neighbor for the first time wrapped in a towel, dripping wet, and half-awake. The worst part? She’s glaring at me like I just ruined her morning, but the way her eyes roam over me tells a very different story.

I definitely didn’t plan on mistaking her for the dog walker who was supposed to be here an hour ago. Kara isn’t late, she also isn’t who I hired. She’s my new neighbor—and the second I see her, I know she’s the kind of trouble I wouldn’t mind getting into.
What starts as irritation turns into heat so fast it knocks me off balance. Every run-in crackles. Every lingering glance only makes me want Kara more.
I’m just a guy with a blue-collar job, a loud dog, and zero intention of falling for anyone. And from the moment Kara storms into my life, it feels too right to deny.

She’s newly on her own, trying to prove something—to herself and to the world. What she doesn’t know is that she walked right into my world. And once I decide she’s mine, there’s no going back.