So wrong, it's right.
When a friend schedules an escort to celebrate Noah's newfound singledom, the last thing he expects is for her to be the one that got away--his best friend's sister. Brenna doesn't seem to recognize him, and he can't bear to break it to her. How could a straight-A student end up here, in this bland hotel room? But the old sparks are still there, and this might be the only way he can ever have her. In letters, she's the same as ever, but in person, he's no more than another unfamiliar face, and another anonymous experience.

Brenna's got her secrets, and he's got his own. Two wounded halves of an extremely messed up whole. He can't quit her, but with every clandestine meet, it becomes more and more difficult to tell her either. Something's gotta give. He'll do anything to make her his. If he doesn't lose her in the process.