Tate is not the sort of neighbor you can ignore. Especially when he walks around half naked for all the world to see. I can't help that I got a weak spot for bad boys. But that was before I became a single mom, and I'm not so weak anymore.

Besides, Tate lights my temper without even trying, and I swear he enjoys teasing me. Well, two can play at that game, and I think it's time someone teaches him a lesson.

My friends tell me that I'm playing with fire, that I don't know how dangerous Tate truly is. But I'm not scared of a little heat between neighbors.

But there's something different about Tate that I can't put my finger on, and I'm determined to find out what it is. Even if it means getting burned...