“What I really wanted was her.”
This trip home would be a hell of a lot easier if she wasn’t here.
Zoe. My ex-wife.
Fixing the broken finances of my family’s winery is a little below my pay grade. But if I don’t help, they might lose their land. The trouble is, she’s everywhere, and I can’t avoid her.
Seeing Zoe again dredges up feelings I’d rather ignore. Hurt. Regret. Desire. So much f***ing desire. She’s sassy and tough, and still the sexiest woman I’ve ever known.
I shouldn’t want her like this.
I let her go once, and I don’t deserve a second chance. But the more time I spend with her, the more I realize what we lost. What we could have again.
It might be crazy, but crazy was always our thing. And this time, I’m not going down without a fight.