Is it in bad taste to sleep with a client? Asking for a friend¿In high school, Derek ruled the school with his fellow hockey players, while I fantasized from afar. He only knew me as his little brother's shy friend who, thanks to one vicious rumor from a former flame, had garnered a reputation as the school freak.Twenty years later, I'm a successful real estate agent who's put my embarrassing past behind me and smartly stayed away from love. I have things under control¿until Derek suddenly returns to Sourwood sans wedding ring, and in dire need of a house for him and his daughter.Clinching this sale will cement my hard-earned status as a top agent and distance me from my embarrassing past. If only I can stop shamelessly flirting with my new client. If only I can stop dreaming about him bending me over newly updated marble countertops and stainless steel appliances. Old habits die hard.Soon though, my fantasy version of Derek fades away as I learn the truth about his return. Maybe I can get him to no longer see me as his little brother's weird friend. Maybe he can get me to let down my guard and trust a guy again.Or maybe those dreams are as unrealistic as the housing budget for a couple on House Hunters.