I’m a confident woman. Confident in my skin and with who I am. Always have been. The night I met him was no different. 

Brett was my server for the evening after I was stood up by my blind date. He was also the cop who drove my drunk ass home.
Liking him wasn’t in my plans. He’s closed off and grumpy. However, he is hot, and I have a soft spot for him. 

One evening, there is a shift. Our roles are reversed, and I end up taking care of him. 

He’s been hurt… bad. 

Then there’s the guy who stood me up. He wants another chance. He wants it so bad that I start receiving cryptic texts that make me question who Brett is.
Because of those texts, Brett is forced to discuss his past. A past he didn’t want to share. I can’t say I blame him.

He is a broken man after all. 

My blind date plays a part, and somehow, along the way, I get caught in the middle.

​​​​​​​Will Brett let his walls down and let me in, or will we both become broken in the process?