Mark Landing has a very difficult job to carry out within the next week. As the leader of Plimpton’s Neighborhood Hero Award Committee (NHAC), Mark must obtain a vote from ten NHAC members to determine which of three candidates will land the monetary award.<br><br>While interviewing each candidate, Mark finds one of them, bar owner and part-time roofer Cane Mercer, steamy-attractive. Not only is Cane handsome and easy to talk to, he’s a hero. He rescued three children from an accidental house fire a few months earlier. Hero or not, Cane flirts openly with Mark.<br><br>There’s one little problem, though. Anyone who knows Mark knows he’s Mr. Clueless when it comes to picking up men, dating, and falling in love. Will he end up with the hot and steamy roofer/bar owner, or will he forever be single and Mr. Clueless?

Mr. Clueless

We kissed again, and he cupped his palms against my bottom.


But he squeezed anyway, digging his fingertips into my jeans.


I attempted to pull away from him, but he had me exactly where he wanted me: next to him, swaying a little to the left, swaying a little to the right, strangers getting to know each other’s bodies on the dance floor, just the two of us.


One of his hands rolled around to my stomach and touched the T-shirt that covered my abs.


“You’re not being good,” I scolded him.


The guy against the wall with the ukulele ended the Journey song and started singing an acoustic version of Steve Grand’s “All-American Boy.”


We sang the song together, offkey, maybe mad about each other, maybe starting to fall in love. So many maybes that I didn’t understand the moment in full between us. And maybehe didn’t either.


Chapter 15