After a year of grief, she's finished with love. Or so she thinks . . .

After a lifetime of loving her silently, he's finally ready to make his move.

Is it too late for a happily ever after?

Jude

I've always believed in second chances. But I never thought I'd need one.

And then my husband Daniel, my childhood sweetheart, father of my two almost-grown kids, died and left me alone with my memories, our family beach restaurant . . . and his life-long friends, the Posse.

I'm a little surprised-and suspicious-when a few of those friends begin to wine and dine me a year after Daniel's death. I know they promised to look after me, but this is above and beyond. What's really shaking me up, though, is that one of them tempts me to believe that maybe I'm not quite finished with love yet.

Logan

For most of my life, I silently watched my best friend love the only woman I ever wanted.

When Daniel died, I lost a guy who was like a brother to me. Along with the rest of our friends, I promised to look after his wife, Jude. Only . . . maybe I want to be more than just her pal.

It's not going to be easy to convince her that we can be together without betraying our past. But I've loved Jude too long to give up on the future we could share.