Petal Plucker

<p><em><strong>The man I hate might be the first one to pluck my petals...</strong></em><br /><br />Confession: I Dandelion "Dani" Wright am twenty-six years old and have yet to be deflowered. No man has hosed my hyacinth. Fondled my freesia. Diddled my daffodil.<br /><br />You get the point.<br /><br />My excuse?<br /><br />I was too busy running my family's flower shop and winning floral design competitions.<br /><br />Suddenly that whole pesky virginity thing becomes a big deal when Jacob West walks back into my life. The boy I once loved. The same boy who humiliated me when he stood me up for prom.<br /><br />This Jacob is no boy though: he's all man now-confident charming and so sexy my metaphorical blossoms are getting scorched. I can almost forget I'm supposed to hate him forever. <em>Almost.</em><br /><br />To make things worse he's my main competition now since he took over his parents' flower shop. If I give into this sizzling attraction between us it could jeopardize everything I've worked so hard to achieve.<br /><br />But if I'm not careful he might not just be the first man to pluck my petals-he might also be the only man to capture my heart.</p>