The second Dexter brother has finally come home . . .

Everyone warned me against him, but I chose to try to see the good in him.

Now, I'm running home with what I could fit in my car and my two-year-old daughter with my tail tucked between my legs.

But when I get home, I realize I can't tell my parents about what my husband did. I would just be proving them right, and I couldn't stand letting them down again. So, I create a web of lies, protect my pride, and distract them with their only grandchild.

But the one person I can't lie to is Dante Dexter.

Because when I need someone to protect my daughter—to protect me—he's my only hope.

Dante Dexter is the only man capable of saving me.