For our son. That's the explanation my hockey-playing ex gave as to why we needed to spend time as a family at his lake house in the small town where it all began. What I didn't expect was to show up and discover our son is spending another week at camp, and we are all alone. Oh, and fake a relationship to fulfill his old lady's wish, too. I realize Ford is on the mission I always feared; Win me back. But our past is filled with heartache and regret. It's going to take a lot more than a few strolls down memory lane or romantic boat rides on the lake to overcome the past. And don't get me started on the man refusing to wear a shirt around the house. He wants us to have one week together to show we could have it all, but I know that's not a good idea. Not when I don't know who believes in us more. Now we are both wondering if being together was always worth the wait...