Falling for my Brother's Best Friend

I’ve had a crush on my brother’s best friend for as long as I can remember.

Which is why becoming his private chef is a terrible idea.

Growing up, Archer Ward was the golden boy of Sycamore Falls.
The town’s biggest star.
My brother's best friend.
And completely out of my league.

But there was always another side of Archer no one else saw.

The one who used to sneak into the old treehouse in my backyard when life at home got too hard.

The one who trusted me with secrets he never told anyone else.

Then a few years ago, we crossed a line we can’t uncross.

One unforgettable night.
One broken heart.
And Archer disappeared from my life.

Now he’s back, recently signed to the professional hockey team nearby and somehow the newest client for the private chef business I'm trying to build.

Working for him was supposed to be simple.

Cook the meals.
Keep things professional.
Ignore the way he still looks at me like he remembers every secret we ever shared.

Archer might be the hockey star the whole world sees, but I’m the girl who knew him before the fame.

Falling for my brother’s best friend once was a mistake.

Falling for him again could break my heart for good.