The woman I love has always been off-limits. She was my best friend's fiancée... and now my new roommate.
I thought I was used to pain. Harper dated my best friend for years, and I was going to be the best man at their wedding. Until she blows up the engagement and shows up in London with a new job.
Being friends never worked for me. That's why I moved away. But here I am, unable to resist her again. And when I see the tiny, unsafe apartment she's renting? I insist she move into my giant Kensington townhouse. Roommates. Should be fine, right?
Or not. Because I find Harper's "thirty things by thirty" list and decide to help her fulfill it. Showing her around London, taking her on trips, sleeping in the same bed... helping her explore things her ex was never interested in.
But it doesn't matter how close we get, because Harper is newly single, unimpressed by my wealth, and doesn't know I'm love with her.
One wrong move and I might ruin this relationship forever.
