She's the runaway nanny hiding from a man who won't let her go.
He's the grumpy lighthouse keeper who hasn't let anyone past his front porch in five years.
And the little girl who adores her is about to make walking away impossible.
Marcus Reid is six-foot-something of storm-scarred, sleep-deprived, don't-ask-twice silence. He keeps the light burning at the edge of the world, raises his six-year-old daughter alone, and hasn't smiled at a stranger since his wife packed the car and drove south without looking back. He answers his own front door with a fireplace poker in one hand, and the last nanny the agency sent lasted three weeks before the isolation ran her out of town.
Sophie Chen is the best thing that ever broke into his house by accident. Soaked to the bone, three days early, dragging a suitcase with a broken wheel, she mistakes his mudroom for somewhere private to change out of wet clothes. What she doesn't mention, not for months, is the man she left behind two years ago, the one who taught her love could feel like a leash, and the one who has never once stopped looking for her.
Marcus doesn't ask questions he isn't ready for the answers to. He hires her anyway. He tells himself it's temporary.
It is not temporary.
Then this silent, storm-scarred man starts leaving the porch light on until she gets home. Teaches her to log bulb changes in a battered old ledger chained to the railing just so she'll stay and listen a little longer. Peels forty pounds of apples at his best friend's kitchen counter without one word of complaint, so long as Sophie is peeling next to him. Watches her across his own kitchen table like a man who'd already decided he'd used up his one shot at happiness, and just found out the universe wasn't finished with him yet.
"I told myself you were off-limits," he says. "That should have mattered more than it did."
She should walk away. She has never once been good at walking away from this house.
There's just one more problem.
The man Sophie ran from finally figured out exactly which harbor she's been hiding in. And he's coming to collect what he still believes belongs to him.
He has no idea what a grumpy lighthouse keeper who has finally found something worth fighting for is capable of.
Welcome to Gull Harbor, Maine. Population: 1,100. Where the light never goes out, and neither does he.
Reader's Note: A grumpy, guarded single-dad hero who only goes soft for one runaway nanny and the daughter who already loves her. A forbidden workplace romance, forced proximity under one roof, and a slow burn that finally catches fire. Perfect for anyone who believes the quiet ones fall the hardest. One-click now and come home to Gull Harbor.