Heartbroken, destroyed, and on the edge of despair. That's how I felt for two years after my wife died, leaving me all alone with our baby. I sucked it up and kept going for my little girl... but I wasn't living. I was only existing. Then I met Larkin, my gorgeous blonde neighbor. She's got curves that my hands ache to hold, and toffee-colored eyes that beg me to do unspeakable things to her. I...