Deadline....Whenever

Tori tried to find the courage to walk into the church and face her former friends and neighbors, and to see her father one final time. In a casket. He hadn't even told her he was dying, but then they hadn't been close. She flung the car door open and right into someone who swore a blue streak in a deep, melt-your-insides masculine voice. She knew without looking that the voice belonged to the boy she'd once had an enormous crush on. Such was her luck. Wrong time. Wrong place. Wrong man.

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