Flower Fields, Midnight Kisses, and The Enemy Next Door

Life isn't easy. 

I've had to fight for everything I've ever owned and it all went out the window with one bad decision. 

So when I got a letter in the mail telling me my estranged grandmother died and left me eighty acres and flower farm in the middle of nowhere West Virginia, I hopped in my car--which was on its last legs--and drove the thousand miles from Miami.

But when I arrived, I discovered my grandma may have been losing it there in the end because she also left the farm to the horrid--but handsome--man next door. He's determined to make me leave and I'm determined to stay, but when he puts bleach in my shampoo, the war is on.