Thirteen years. A thousand regrets. One chance at redemption.
Liam Ashcroft was a ghost with no name, past, or future. Only the mission.
Then he met Maggie.
One stolen week in Italy. One name he should have never revealed. One woman he was supposed to forget.
He left to keep her safe. And regretted it the moment the elevator doors closed between them.
For years, he tried to forget her laughter, her touch, the way she melted beneath him.
And he failed.
Now Liam is moving to her town, barging back into her life, and proving the heat between them never died, even if she would rather burn him than forgive him.
Maggie Lasher dismissed Liam as a vacation fling, a charming British stranger she was stupid enough to fall for in a week.
Then he showed up out of the blue and threw her carefully built life into chaos.
She spent years fortifying the steel walls between them. The last thing she needs is him fixing things around her house, mowing her lawn, bringing her lunch, or standing close enough to remind her exactly how his touch made her feel.
She certainly isn’t about to admit that his arrogant smirk still makes her pulse race, or that every argument leaves her wondering what it would be like to have his lips on her again.
But just as the walls between them finally start to crack, just when something that feels dangerously like a second chance takes shape, ghosts from Liam's past show up to settle old scores.
Now the mission isn’t winning her back. It’s keeping her alive long enough to choose him—before his enemies take that choice away.
Liam Ashcroft was a ghost with no name, past, or future. Only the mission.
Then he met Maggie.
One stolen week in Italy. One name he should have never revealed. One woman he was supposed to forget.
He left to keep her safe. And regretted it the moment the elevator doors closed between them.
For years, he tried to forget her laughter, her touch, the way she melted beneath him.
And he failed.
Now Liam is moving to her town, barging back into her life, and proving the heat between them never died, even if she would rather burn him than forgive him.
Maggie Lasher dismissed Liam as a vacation fling, a charming British stranger she was stupid enough to fall for in a week.
Then he showed up out of the blue and threw her carefully built life into chaos.
She spent years fortifying the steel walls between them. The last thing she needs is him fixing things around her house, mowing her lawn, bringing her lunch, or standing close enough to remind her exactly how his touch made her feel.
She certainly isn’t about to admit that his arrogant smirk still makes her pulse race, or that every argument leaves her wondering what it would be like to have his lips on her again.
But just as the walls between them finally start to crack, just when something that feels dangerously like a second chance takes shape, ghosts from Liam's past show up to settle old scores.
Now the mission isn’t winning her back. It’s keeping her alive long enough to choose him—before his enemies take that choice away.