The night I met Campbell all I knew was he played my body the same way he strummed a guitar — like he owned it. Now I’ve learned he’s the man coming to my house twice a week to teach my kid — the best music lessons money can buy.
Time to turn down the volume on the late-night shenanigans with the sexy single dad.
All we have to do is set some rules and no one gets hurt. It’s all working out beautifully.
Until we start breaking the rules, one by one.

There are a million reasons why Miles Hart isn’t the man I should date but allow me to list the top three.
He’s friends with my brother, he’s a single dad, and he’s a gorgeous, in-demand rock star. He might as well wear an off-limits, totally unavailable, and don’t-even-attempt-to-ride-this-ride sign.
Then he asks me to be his plus-one when his band plays at his high school reunion, and the night unfolds in ways I never expect.