Hollywood Secret

Description

Will Baker was a jerk. A chiseled, green-eyed, hypnotizingly delicious jerk.

And like a bad penny, he just kept showing up.

Crashed my bike? There he was. Flat tire? One more time. And yet he thought I was the one stalking him. Seriously. How paranoid do you have to be?

But the more I got to know my intense new neighbor, the more his hard shell cracked, revealing a soulful man starved for affection. A man whose secrets were eating him alive. Just like mine.

He was broken. I was broken. But together we seemed whole. Maybe, just maybe, we could fix each other. If our secrets didn’t break us first.