My best friendās older brother is back in town. Do I care? Not one bit. Logan may have been my childhood crush, but Iāve always been little Tessa to him. Not to mention, heās turned into a shallow flirt, and Iām not looking to get played again. Whatās the problem, you ask? (Besides all the flirting.) Thanks to a scheming mutual friend, Logan and I find ourselves embroiled in a bet of absurd proportions. Now, instead of ignoring Logan and keeping my heart safely locked away, we have a date every Saturday night and a kiss looming on the horizon. And the line between us is gettingā¦muddy. As long as Logan stays the shallow flirt, Iāll be fine. My heart is safe from the player. Itās the man underneath giving me a run for my money.