I’ve always been textbook people pleaser with third-degree middle child syndrome.
Putting everyone else first with a smile on my face was working out pretty well for me when out of nowhere, Archer Bliss — a growly single dad — drops a bomb on my carefully constructed happy life.
It seems my boyfriend has been cheating on me with Archer’s girlfriend. Even worse? She’s my coworker and secret archnemesis.

The old me would have forgiven them and wished them the best.

But the new me has had enough.

So, I do the (ir)rational thing and dump my lunch all over the backstabbing cheaters. Then I plant a kiss right on Archer’s very kissable lips right in front of both of them.

That’s right — I started a war by serving up a dish called revenge, which is best served with lips and lo mein.

And now, I’ve somehow teamed up with this hunky beast of a man to get even with our cheating exes.

At least it started that way, but now it’s an excuse to spend time together… some of which is horizontal.

The catch? He’s got three kids who need him, and I’m still trying to figure out who I am. Starting a romance with each of us fresh out of a messy breakup is only asking for trouble.

But the new me likes trouble.
And Archer Bliss is trouble with a capital T.