I’ve never been accused of sabotaging a golfer with a glass of sweet tea, but there’s a first time for everything.

Also a first for me is kissing that same golfer in the linen closet of the clubhouse during a holiday tournament.

Oh, and the prickly guy with dark eyes, a fitted polo, and deliciously sculpted forearms is also my ex-boyfriend.

It’s been five years since Wyatt Drake abandoned me for his dream of turning pro, and to my surprise, it still stings.

It hurts to remember how great we were together, and even though I try to avoid melting into his arms again, he’s everywhere I turn—with his sights set on me.

But he’s only back in town to visit his family for Thanksgiving. I can’t afford to fall for him a second time.

Besides, I’m just here to drive the beverage cart and rack up enough money to help with my future—get in, get out, and keep my heart in one piece.

But love is never so simple. It never has been when it comes to Wyatt.

I made a horrible mistake.

At my class reunion, I kissed Owen Conrad—my sworn enemy of over ten years.

The former baseball player is my opposite in every way. Where I'm organized and considerate of others, he's chaotic and selfish. Where I'm polite and dependable, he's brash and flaky.

The one thing we have in common is that we're both teachers at Sapphire Creek High School, so I can add “co-workers” to the list of reasons I should not have kissed him.

I blame the champagne, but he doesn't buy it.