Mine is simple: return to my old hometown to help my ailing Granny give her failing quilt shop a major makeover, and hightail it back to Los Angeles and civilization.

Settling down in small-town Flamingo Beach isn't on the agenda. Neither is falling for someone like Derek Morse, even if the gorgeous construction worker has velvet-smooth skin and a rock-hard body that's been starring in all my illicit daydreams. Besides, Derek has me pegged for a seriously high-maintenance sister.

But as I'm about to learn, first impressions can be misleading. And taking the time to learn the truth about someone could lead to all kinds of delightful and mutually satisfying discoveries.