Six years ago, Dewayne Falco’s life changed. He lost someone he never expected to lose. Resigned to punish himself for something he felt he could have prevented, he goes through life without getting too close to anyone.
What he didn’t expect was for the girl across the street to move back home and remind him of what they both lost. However, when a miniature version of his younger brother opens the door to greet him, Dewayne realizes he might not have lost everything after all.
Sienna Roy loved Dustin Falco most of her life. He was the boy next door, the high school basketball star and her best friend. But when his life was cut short, she realized he left a part of himself behind.
Now, she’s back in Sea Breeze, thankful to have a home for her son, but not sure if she can ever forgive the people across the street who abandoned her when she needed them the most - The Falcos.
Betrayal, lies, and forbidden attraction might end their story before it's even begun.
“Sorry, Momma. I should’ve slowed down long enough to get over here. Won’t happen again,” I told her as I returned her hug. The top of her head didn’t even touch my chin.
“Good. I missed you,” she said stepping back then swatting me with the dish towel in her hand. “I’m about to pull the apple pie out of the oven and run it over to the new neighbors. Then we can sit down and eat.”
Fuck. I hadn’t thought about Momma and her apple pies. Of course she’d want to take one to Sienna. I needed to intercept that. It was a bad idea. Momma was still too raw from the anniversary of Dustin’s death. She didn’t need to see her "new" neighbors just yet.
“Yeah, not gonna happen tonight. I just went over there and met them. They were headed out to dinner and to get some groceries. Didn’t seem to want company. She was a really odd woman.”
Momma frowned and then shrugged. “Then, y’all can eat this pie and I’ll make another tomorrow and see if I can’t get it over there to them. You shouldn't be calling the poor woman odd though.”
She turned and walked back toward the kitchen and I followed behind her. I knew there would be beer in the fridge and I needed one.
“All I saw was legs, but from the look of them there wasn’t anything about them legs odd,” Dad said behind me.
The old man loved to cause problems. He found that shit funny. “Legs were okay I guess, but the rest of her was average. Nothing special,” I lied.