From New York Times best-selling author Penelope Ward comes a new stand-alone novel.
At first, my neighbor Deacon frustrated me. Sure, he was great-looking and friendly. But our walls were thin, and on occasion, heād bring women to his place and keep me awake while he āentertainedā them. As a single mother to an infant, I didnāt appreciate it. So, finally, it was my turn.
When my daughter wouldnāt stop wailing one night, Mr. Manwhore came knocking on my door. Miraculously, at the sound of his voice, Sunny stopped crying. And when he held her...she eventually fell asleep in his arms.
Deacon was rough on the exterior, but apparently on the inside? Mr. Single-and-Ready-to-Mingle was a baby whisperer.
After that night, we became friends. Heād go for coffee runs. Come over to chat. Normal friend stuff.
But over time, our conversations ran deeper. We got closer. Until one night we crossed the line.
Our friendship turned into a complicated mess.
Iād gone and fallen for a guy whoād sworn off commitment and kids. I knew Deacon was starting to care for me too, even though Sunny and I didnāt fit into any plan heād ever imagined for himself.
He was wrong for me - so wrong that Iād dubbed him the āanti-boyfriendā.
Then why did I wish more than anything that I could be the one woman to change him?
From New York Times best-selling author Penelope Ward comes a new stand-alone novel.
At first, my neighbor Deacon frustrated me. Sure, he was great-looking and friendly. But our walls were thin, and on occasion, heād bring women to his place and keep me awake while he āentertainedā them. As a single mother to an infant, I didnāt appreciate it. So, finally, it was my turn.
When my daughter wouldnāt stop wailing one night, Mr. Manwhore came knocking on my door. Miraculously, at the sound of his voice, Sunny stopped crying. And when he held her...she eventually fell asleep in his arms.
Deacon was rough on the exterior, but apparently on the inside? Mr. Single-and-Ready-to-Mingle was a baby whisperer.
After that night, we became friends. Heād go for coffee runs. Come over to chat. Normal friend stuff.
But over time, our conversations ran deeper. We got closer. Until one night we crossed the line.
Our friendship turned into a complicated mess.
Iād gone and fallen for a guy whoād sworn off commitment and kids. I knew Deacon was starting to care for me too, even though Sunny and I didnāt fit into any plan heād ever imagined for himself.
He was wrong for me - so wrong that Iād dubbed him the āanti-boyfriendā.
Then why did I wish more than anything that I could be the one woman to change him?