Control. That’s where I excel. Everything in my life is rigidly planned, nothing ever takes me by surprise, until her. Wren Jacobs. I swear the woman was put on earth to drive me insane. She’s too young, too beautiful, my daughter’s best friend, and one of my best friend’s daughters. In other words, completely off limits. And for one weekend she’s the art curator assigned to help me pick up my newest painting. My only job is keep my hands off the forbidden woman almost twenty years my junior. Every whisper of Daddy Wilson that falls from her lips drives…
I read. And quilt. A lot.