From New York Times best-selling author Penelope Ward comes a new, standalone contemporary romance with duet narration....
When my best friend Taylor gifted me a vacation at a resort owned by his grandparents, the last thing I expected was to bond with a man seventeen years older.
Tate was also vacationing alone.
Heād come to Midnight Key to clear his head and reevaluate his life.
Iād come to get over my high school sweetheart whoād dumped me.
Iād spotted the brawny, tattooed Adonis in the lobby on the first day and thought he had to be someoneās hot dad.
But then we matched on an app that paired single men and women by proximity. The problem was? At 19āalmost 20āIād lied and said I was 29.
Tate outed me on our first date, and I fessed up to my real age.
But we continued to run into each other.
And eventually we found our connection was too magnetic to deny. While we agreed to only use first names and to part ways at the end of the trip, Iād really fallen for Tate.
I never forgot him and knew he was the one who got away.
Remember that guy friend who gifted me the trip?
Well, four years later, Taylor got married. Heād been estranged from his dad for years, though recently theyād reconnected.
What I didnāt know was that the man Iād had that torrid affair with at the resort would be standing next to Taylor in the receiving line.
From New York Times best-selling author Penelope Ward comes a new, standalone contemporary romance with duet narration....
When my best friend Taylor gifted me a vacation at a resort owned by his grandparents, the last thing I expected was to bond with a man seventeen years older.
Tate was also vacationing alone.
Heād come to Midnight Key to clear his head and reevaluate his life.
Iād come to get over my high school sweetheart whoād dumped me.
Iād spotted the brawny, tattooed Adonis in the lobby on the first day and thought he had to be someoneās hot dad.
But then we matched on an app that paired single men and women by proximity. The problem was? At 19āalmost 20āIād lied and said I was 29.
Tate outed me on our first date, and I fessed up to my real age.
But we continued to run into each other.
And eventually we found our connection was too magnetic to deny. While we agreed to only use first names and to part ways at the end of the trip, Iād really fallen for Tate.
I never forgot him and knew he was the one who got away.
Remember that guy friend who gifted me the trip?
Well, four years later, Taylor got married. Heād been estranged from his dad for years, though recently theyād reconnected.
What I didnāt know was that the man Iād had that torrid affair with at the resort would be standing next to Taylor in the receiving line.