A gentleman should always open a door for a lady. My Nana believed in manners. Always. I was even named after her idol, Emily Post. "Nana's Rules to Live By" were a solid set of guidelines I never questioned. But when the brooding, sexy man held the door for me, I wasn't prepared for the lasting impression he would make on me. A man should always make the first move. Since the moment Jess Carter and I bumped into each other, literally, our lives entwined in a way I couldn't quite understand. He was a complete contradiction of everything I ever planned for my future. But the more I saw him, learned about him, the more I questioned everything I wanted. His reserved personality kept him at a distance, though, and sitting back, waiting for him to make that first move was difficult. Children should be seen and not heard.
As a single father, Jess' daughter held the key to all of their secrets. Suddenly, all I wanted was to repair the damage the Carters had endured. And I wanted to hear everything his daughter had to say. As always, my nana's sound advice on love and relations evolved in time ways when it came to helping two people who had so easily woven their way into my heart.