There’s no guilt like knowing you’re the reason your best friend is dead…except maybe the guilt of falling for his fiancé. Temple ran from Hadley Cove two years ago, chased by remorse and Vik’s harsh words of blame. He’s back, expecting more hostility from his dead best friend’s lover. Instead, he finds commiseration, apologies, and reciprocated attraction. Somewhere between grief and loss lies hope and healing, but can what’s blossoming between them be real? Does Temple want it to be?
