The Birthday Girl

Jordan
He took me in when I was on the street. He doesn’t take advantage of me, he doesn’t hurt me—he practically walks on eggshells around me. He listens to me, stands up for me, and sees the real me. But... When he comes home from work, my heart races, and his gaze, filled with desire, burns into me. I have to stop this. It just can’t happen.

My sister once told me that there just aren't any decent men out there—and even if you happened to find one, he'd be taken. Except that it's not Pike Lawson who's taken.

Pike
I took her in because I thought I was just helping. But as the days go by, things are getting more and more complicated. I have to stop thinking about her, stop holding my breath every time I run into her at home. I can’t touch her, and I shouldn’t desire her.

She's nineteen. I'm thirty-eight. And I'm her boyfriend's father. Now they're both living with me. What could possibly go wrong?