Six overprotective older brothers. One hopelessly single younger sister. Her. She was talking about herself. Cora was the hopelessly single younger sister. Because, God, she loved her brothers. But, hell, they were ANNOYING. And good at scaring off every single man she’d ever dated. Sigh. She just…wanted the happy ending, the man who’d love her and her flaws. The one who wouldn’t be scared off by her six scary—even to her, as much as she hated to admit that particular truth—older brothers. But—another sigh—there didn’t actually appear to be a man on the planet who met those criteria. So…circling back to the fact that she was hopelessly single and destined to remain that way. Until one day there was a knock at the door. And Rafe showed up, moved in, and—Proved that her brothers’ best friend was the one man on the planet who wasn’t scared.