QUINN Rose doesn’t normally make mistakes. At least, not the kind she can’t recover from. But three years ago, she made one so big it cost her everything. Now, she’s back at Sycamore Country Club, spending the last month of summer caddying for rich men with bad swings, keeping her head down, and pretending she doesn’t still feel the weight of the past pressing against her ribs. The plan is simple: work her shifts, collect her paycheck, and get the hell out. Until she sees him again. WARREN Mercer has spent years outrunning the ghost of Quinn Rose. He’s buried himself in the grind—early mornings in the pool, late nights training, a singular focus on finishing his senior year strong and qualifying for Nationals. The last thing he expected was to spend the summer lifeguarding at Sycamore, only to find out Quinn was back, walking the same halls, working the same job, acting like she didn’t shatter his trust and walk away like it was nothing. Warren wants nothing to do with her. Quinn knows better than to push him. But proximity has a funny way of unraveling old wounds, of forcing them to confront the tension still crackling between them. Because no matter how much they try to ignore it—grudges burn hot, history runs deep, and first loves never really fade.