I finally let myself look at Everly’s father. His name and hers swirl together in my head like a tornado waiting to swoop down and destroy. And when I meet his green gaze, that’s exactly what it does—wreck me. I’m no longer the capable woman starting a new job, but a brokenhearted teenager crying over the boy sitting across the room. Except he’s not a boy anymore. Tyler Sharp is all grown up. I already knew this. His face is everywhere in this city, but no amount of media exposure prepared me for seeing him in person. “Piper,” he says, my name a jagged whisper from his lips. Still, it knocks
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