I wanted her out of my house. Now I can’t imagine her leaving at all. Once upon a time, my buddy’s younger niece was following me around the beach with stars in her eyes. Now Daisy’s twenty-one, the loveliest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on, and blackmailing me into letting her stay for the summer. If she’s not bent over on my deck in yoga pants, she’s in a bikini that covers far less. She makes me laugh when I want to stay pissed off and forces me to remember all the things I used to love. If only she weren’t so damn young and so incredibly off-limits. The sizzling tension between us is getting harder to resist, but giving in would destroy some of my oldest friendships. Worst of all, though? It might destroy Daisy too.
