My life was fine. Good even. I spent my days working in my garage and my weekends kicking back with my brothers, biological or chosen. Finding an infant abandoned on the side of the road while walking home from the bar was not in the plans.

I may have taken the little thing home with me that first night, but I was drunk, and she was helpless and alone. I felt the need to look after her, to protect her, even after she was put into the system.

Meeting the stunning, curvy woman who had become the caregiver was a welcome surprise. It made keeping an eye on the little girl so much easier. So easy, I was no longer sure if it was just the baby I was coming to see every day or if it was Maeve.

Maeve was only supposed to be her caregiver while they straightened out next of kin, but the longer she was in that baby’s life, the longer she was going to have me in hers.

I bonded instantly with the helpless little baby, but my bond with Maeve… that came out of nowhere. Did we have something real, or was our connection only temporary?

The opportunity of a lifetime was before me. A full historical renovation of the Delano Library to bring the building back to its original glory – and show this town my ability to be a unique master craftsman in the process.

I didn’t need some uppity history major nerd babysitting my construction project as the historical preservation designer. I didn’t need her sunshine personality trying to bring color to my gray life.

Still reeling from my breakup with my high school sweetheart, the last thing I was looking for was to get caught up in another relationship. Besides, Claire DeLuca wasn’t sticking around my small town of Calla Bay when this project wrapped up. She’d be off to the next historical renovation while I’d be here.

But my heart doesn’t get the same memo as my brain and now I’m in danger of losing myself to her – and then losing her when our time is up.