I'm still legally married. So when my first love showed up in Hawaii, I shook his hand and said it was nice to meet him.
Fifteen years ago, my mother made me break Weston James's heart - he "wasn't like us." Now the soldier I never stopped thinking about is picking me up from a Hawaiian airport.
So I panic - and pretend I've never met him.
Then a hurricane floods the roads, and I'm trapped under his roof. Not just any roof - my dream house, built from the plans we whispered at eighteen.
He hands me coffee made exactly how I like it. He remembers everything - even the girl I was before a loveless marriage hollowed me out.
One kiss on the deck of his boat, and I know: I've wasted fifteen years running from the only man who ever saw me.
Then my almost-ex-husband calls. He has photos of us - and a promise to destroy everything Weston built unless I come home.
I gave Weston up once to please my mother. Saving him now means breaking his heart twice - and burying the life I was meant to live.