Captivated by Steph
Coming Dec 2022
Dating again is not part of my plan, and romance with my late husband’s best friend is definitely off limits.
When Blake shows up after five years, I remember how much fun he was to have around. With his own brand of humor, he keeps everyone laughing. Especially me.
Having him around is fun, comfortable . . . until he shows romantic interest.
Blake’s never been one for settling down, but even if he were, I can’t date him. There are so many reasons. Besides the friend thing, Blake hates wine. I own a winery. He rides the rodeo circuit. I stay far away from rodeos.
A perfect match? Not at all. We’re more like two mismatched socks.
But when he’s ready to leave and asks me what I want, I’m not sure what to say.
Saying goodbye to Blake feels like saying goodbye to laughter. Can two odd socks really make a pair?