I gave my heart to a Navy SEAL.
He took it with him to his grave.
Eleven years later, ignoring the yawning void is as automatic as breathing. Working brutal hours, dating a comfortably commitment-phobic guy, hanging with my best friends. Anything until exhaustion—or an extra glass of wine—claims my consciousness.

And then my comfort zone is invaded by Anderson Hawkins' piercing green eyes.
He says he's a tattoo artist, but his mastery of the short answer, weird schedule, and military ink tell a different story.

His touch ignites a long-dead flame inside me.
But can I touch it without being completely scorched from the inside out?
I'm at the edge of a cliff. I just don't know if he'll catch me until I fall.


Note: This contemporary romance contains a former military hero accustomed to treading dangerous ground, and a wary, overworked doctor who's a military widow in every way but name, brought together by a few unexpected twists and turns—and maybe the machinations of a cute dog.