That one night stand? It was just the beginning… My new neighbor, Elle, is everything I avoid. Chatty, sunshine-y, and determined that since our kids are brand-new BFFs, we should be too. That would be bad news even if I hadn’t had a one-night stand with her a few months back that turned me inside out. You see, since my wife died, I keep to myself. I hook up, but it’s always one-and-done. So you can imagine my shock when I discover that the girl next door is the one woman I was hoping never to see again. Now I’m seeing her again… and again, and again. And all the promises I made to myself? They’re starting to look more like lies.