I wasn’t supposed to love him. I wasn’t supposed to even acknowledge him. But my entire life, I’ve had heart-eyes for my oldest brother’s former best friend, Cortland Haven. I can’t help it that boys are stupid, and a feud broke apart a long-time friendship and divided once-close families. Twelve years ago, try as I might to ignore Cort, I didn’t miss his gaze on me from across a crowded bar one night. Oh, the way my skin tingled under his appraisal. The way my heart pattered knowing he was looking at me. We shared more than a moment together. Now, we’re older and wiser, with a twelve-year age gap between us, and a divide greater than that between our families, but my heart hasn’t gotten the memo. No, that fickle organ as other plans for Cortland and me. Because I don’t just tumble for the man adverse to touch, I fall hard for him, when he can never be mine.