The first time I meet Joe Channing, he's dressed head-to-toe in black, lurking around my grandmother's house. Up to no good? All signs point to yes. Dangerous? Obviously. Just look at him. Sexy as hell? With those blue eyes and that wicked smile-I mean, he isn't NOT good-looking... The second time I see him, he's trying to kill my grandmother-at least it looks that way at first. Maybe I misjudged the situation? But that doesn't mean I misjudged him. Joe and I? We're oil and water. Gasoline and a flame. Great hair and a windy day. I'm a doctor. I help sick kids. As for him? I suspect he's a serial killer with his sights set on my grandma. While I'd be happy to never see him again, she falls for him hook, line, and sinker, then hires him to renovate her house.
I've never met someone who makes me feel so... so... everything. I want to grab him. And shake him. And kiss him until he can't see straight...Hold on. Say what now?
