My best friendâs older brother is back in town. Do I care? Not one bit. Logan may have been my childhood crush, but Iâve always been little Tessa to him. Not to mention, heâs turned into a shallow flirt, and Iâm not looking to get played again. Whatâs 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 gettingâŚmuddy. As long as Logan stays the shallow flirt, Iâll be fine. My heart is safe from the player. Itâs the man underneath giving me a run for my money.