My grandmother warned me to stay away from her neighbor.
But as soon as I saw him—tan, shirtless, six-pack abs on display—I had to meet him.
I quickly realized why I was warned about him. He's a grump. He's not even the tiniest bit friendly. He won't even smile.
Unfortunately for him, I'm up for the challenge. I'm determined to make this guy like me, just as a friend, although I'm hoping for more.
Moving to this small town slashed my dating prospects to almost zero. My hot, grumpy new neighbor may be my only option.
After a broken engagement, I'm not looking for anything serious. And Grumpy Guy is perfect for a fling with that smoking hot body and those smoldering eyes.
Get ready Mr. Grump. Miss Congeniality just moved in next door.