I've been a prisoner for five hundred and fifty days. Okay, technically I'm just stuck in my aunt's four–story tower. And yes, Aunt Agatha is more "eccentric book club queen" than evil captor. But still-no piano, no freedom, and no escape from my own mistakes. Like almost marrying a guy who pretended to love me just to get back at my brother. So when Ryder Hawthorne-my brother's best friend and absurdly hot Hollywood stuntman-shows up climbing my actual tower, I assume I'm hallucinating. He says he's here to check on me. I think he's here to test my willpower. I swore I'd never fall for smooth talk and a killer smile again. But Ryder's visits become the highlight of my day . . . and the flutter in my chest says I might be in more danger than ever. After everything I've lost, is it foolish to hope for something real?
