Foster Truax is standing firmly on the right side of the law – he's grown up since his younger, wilder days, and is firmly committed to helping his brothers make the Richmond Rebel's shop the best in Virginia. He's no longer street racing. The past is the past, including the "girl" who rode beside him when he was Richmond's unofficial champion street racer back in high school.

Holland Powell has always been a good girl. She ran with the right crowd in school, got her college degree, a fabulous job, the right husband and had two children with that husband, before he walked out, taking her job, her kids and her self-esteem. When she's involved in a car accident and needs a place to recover, she has no choice but to move back in with her mother and face the boy who represented her only walk on the wrong side of anything, and who she could never forget.

Foster can't forget Holland's betrayal.

The past lies between them, thick and heavy and impossible to overcome, except their attraction is there too, sparking and charging the air in the house they share.

Is it possible they could develop a friendship to bridge the gap between trust and passion?