If I’ve said it once in my life, I’ve said nine thousand times. ‘Stay away from your best friend’s sister!’ It worked for a while, until a college party. When that ended in disaster, I nearly had it tattooed on my forehead. We kept our distance after that, but I never filled that Avery shaped hole in my heart. Then my ‘brother from another mother’ tells me she’s here to take her position in the family company, and in she sweeps looking better than any of the fantasies I’ve had over the years. Fantastic. Cue the mantra. I don’t know why I think it’d work now. Avery isn’t someone you can ignore. She’s the world’s greatest distraction. At one point, Luke was my everything. Our time together in college changed me on a molecular level and I was so sure we were destined to be that couple people wished they could be. Then reality slapped me in the face and my everything turned into a steaming pile of nothing. Fast forward two years, and all those Luke shaped molecules turn into Luke-haters. Now, he’s everything I hate in men. The top of my dating checklist says “Not Luke.” I don’t know why I think cannon balling back into his life is a good idea. At first, I just wanted to prove myself to him, and take my place at the company. But Luke’s a gorgeous distraction I don’t need, one I’m not sure my heart can handle.