One Look

<p>I'm a full time single dad. A former NFL player turned coach tasked with turning around a college team full of kids who either don't take it seriously or are determined to get injured. <strong>I will absolutely not be falling for my new neighbor.</strong></p><p><strong>Lark Butler is pure chaos wrapped in gorgeous infuriating sunshine. </strong>She showed up out of nowhere--getting paid to cry at a funeral no less. Who does that? But somewhere between offering her condolences and crawling out of a literal grave site we've found ourselves tangled in the drama of Outtatowner Michigan-my coastal hometown with a decades-old feud and two aunties determined to end it.</p><p>I'm finally putting down roots so my daughter has a normal life and I need to forget about Lark. Forget the way it felt the night we kissed or what it's like to finally take something <strong>just for <em>me</em>.</strong> But when those sparks ignited it was more intense than either of us bargained for.</p><p>Trouble is I can't trust her and she never stays.</p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>She's burning my carefully laid plans to the ground and all it took was </span><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)><em>one look.</em></strong></p>