My best friend calls him ‘hot neighbor guy’ because I’m too chicken to ask his name. It turns out, I don’t have to ask, Jaron gives it freely after rescuing me from a dead car battery. The problem is, I swore off men after escaping my abusive ex-boyfriend. Little by little, Jaron reminds me that not all men are like my ex. Will my naughty neighbor be the perfect guy to restore my faith in men?