About the book: 2024 / An ex-convict with a secret cannot resist his former cellmate's daughter. I never claimed to be a saint. But it wasn’t until I was handcuffed that I realized how much harm I was capable of. The only sunshine in those gray prison days were letters from a teenager with a quick mind. But the letters were not addressed to me. They were intended for my bastard cellmate, who would rather throw them in the trash with the rest of the trash. So I took them, read them and wrote back, signing each letter with “Love, Daddy.” For four years I continued to lie, telling myself that this a girl deserves better than a man who doesn't even open her letters. But the truth is that she deserves better than both of us. My first task as a freed person is to walk into the salon where she works and admit that I am a liar. But the pink-haired sex bomb who greets me is far from the teenager I imagined. Braces, pigtails and smiles have disappeared from the picture. Tatum Fitzroy is a grown woman with a body like a winding road, and she bites her lip and makes me wonder if my confession is worth the destruction..