When two runaway twin girls wander into my gallery, the last thing I expect is their brooding, bossy dad storming in after them.

I’m struck by his sexy, good looks.

I swoon at the way he scolds his naughty daughters, all protective yet tender.

But I’ve been down this road before. Older man. Control issues. Heartbreak. Never again.

Still, there’s something about Noah that pulls me in. He’s all seriousness and structure. I’m color and chaos.

We shouldn’t work—but the chemistry between us could set the city on fire.

When his nanny quits and my gallery goes up in flames, we make a deal: I’ll help with his girls, he’ll help me rebuild.

Somewhere between his meddling family, my work drama, and way too many stolen moments, “temporary” turns into something dangerously close to forever.

But he says he’s done with the family thing and I’m just starting to want it all—him, us, and the babies we could make together.

All that’s left is for him to believe…that together, we’re just getting started.

*This title has been re-edited into first person point of view and has a new cover, but the story is the same as the original.