Jordan I had a great gig making cabinets for a big developer until the bastard went to jail for taking more than his share. I moved to Roseville because my friend needed a good carpenter and I needed the work. So here I am in New Jersey, glad to have something to hold me over for a few months while I figure out my next move. Not exactly how I dreamed my life would go. Still, this town is growing on me and the money is good. After meeting my new boss’s cousin, Faith Lane, I’m not sure I could leave even if I wanted to. Talk about a lightning bolt. Faith The last thing I ever wanted to do was move home because I failed. Yet here I am, sleeping in my childhood bedroom after a nasty divorce left me unemployed and nursing a dark pit where my heart used to be. It’s not that I don’t love my hometown. Roseville is great. I have a huge family that loves me. It should be the best place to work out what I’m going to do with the rest of my life. Only, since my ex spent the last year screwing me out of half of a business I started, I don’t really know what to do with myself. I’m planning a long bitter life of misery when my cousin introduces me to Jordan Palmer, the hottest carpenter I’ve ever seen. Maybe I’m not interested in love, but I’m not going to be celibate for the next sixty years either. If the carpenter is as good with his hands as he is easy on the eyes, he might be just the right medicine for what’s left of my heart.