When choosing to love and choosing to let go might be one and the same.

I've adored Kenzie for years. Some say I've pined. What I haven't done is muster enough courage to tell her. Being best friends with her, while amazing, just doesn't feel like enough anymore. What's a man to do? Take a risk, and kiss her like my life depends on it, because I swear sometimes it feels like it does.

That kiss is everything I've ever hoped it would be and more. I'm finally sharing my life and my best with my best friend and no longer in a platonic way. Then her ex-husband—my school nightmare—swoops back into Syracuse Falls and even into Kenzie's home. He's clearly hoping to swoop her into bed, too. She's longed for him as much as I've longed for her. The only way she and I stand a chance is if I can get him out of town, but Cal's made it clear he's sticking around this time.

And what if I get him out of here and Kenzie no longer feels the same about me as I do her? I'm stuck with an impossible decision that might leave one or both of us heartbroken.