My Dead Wife's Ex Will Do

Fifteen years of avoidance. One week in paradise. A secret that refuses to stay buried.

Jason Perez has spent fifteen years being the perfect widower.

He raised his stepdaughter. He directs music at his Catholic parish. He honors his wife's memory by living a life above reproach. And he absolutely, categorically does not think about the one reckless, grief-stricken night he spent in Victor Hendricks's arms. The night of Leah's funeral.

Fine. He thinks about it constantly. But he's handled it like any reasonable person would: by avoiding Victor entirely for a decade and a half.

Now their daughter Kelsey is getting married at a lush Costa Rican resort, and Jason's avoidance strategy has officially expired. Seven days. One tropical paradise. Two men with a very inconvenient history and an even more inconvenient attraction.

Victor—fitness guru, yoga instructor to the Hollywood elite, a man whose patience rivals a freaking saint—has carried a torch for Jason since that night. He's done waiting for permission.

Between waterfall hikes and rehearsal dinners, old guilt wars with new desire. Stolen glances become stolen moments. And Jason has to face what he's been running from: wanting Victor might cost him his job, his church community, and the carefully constructed life that's kept him safe.

But Victor might be worth burning it all down.