Do the interior design on this high-end lake house, they said. It’ll be fun, they said. What they didn’t say? I’d be in sudden forced proximity to Graydon Mitchell, the house’s skilled and way-too-sexy builder.

 My perfect life plan doesn’t include relationships—I won’t build my life around a man the way my mom did. But the chemistry between Graydon and me is so hot, we’re liable to burn a hole through the framing. A fling should get things out of my system, right? Or will I build myself into a corner I can’t run away from?