Willow I’ve just graduated from high school, and I can’t wait to spend the summer relaxing at my uncle’s cabin. Alone. Without having to listen to my sister’s constant whining and my mom’s non-stop fighting with her boyfriend. But peace and quiet seem to elude me when I show up at the place. If the roar of a chainsaw isn’t ringing in my ears, it’s the crack of trees falling right outside my window that drives me to the brink of insanity. Angry as hell, I make my way through the path that leads to the pond and I catch a glimpse of the perp. I’ve got an ax to grind with this a-hole. And I don’t give a damn if he’s larger than life, smoking hot, and holding a running chainsaw. I’m going to give him a piece of my mind and chase him away for good. Hawk I spent three years letting my witch of an ex-wife tell me what to do, and all so she could cheat on me, clean out my bank account, and take the home I bought for us right out from under my nose. Seriously. I gave that woman everything, only to be tossed aside like garbage. And now, I’m going to do what I always do: recover by building something from scratch with my bare hands, starting with another home that’s for me and me only. A nice little cabin in the woods where I can retire and live happily ever after as a single man. So, when this red-hot pepper of a girl comes bouncing up to me—her blond ponytail flying and spit spraying from her lips and flames coming from her ears—I don’t give her the time of day, much less let her dictate what I do on my own damn property. And if that little brat bugs me long enough, I’ll turn her over my knee and give her a “what for.” I dare her to push me.