I hate Drew Woods, and she hates me. Too bad I'm not the cold jerk most make me out to be.
When she needs help, I have no problem moving the single mom and her baby into my home despite how she makes me feel. Alive.
She's too mouthy, too nosy, and her curves are way too distracting for my own sanity. Giving in to Drew would be a short-lived fix, and I knead something permanent to heal my pain.
I'd be insane to think we could be anything more than temporary . . . right?
Contains mature themes.
