Mine to Crave

What happens when the confirmed bachelor and K9 veteran falls for the one woman who has no intentions of ever settling down?

Sure, he has biceps the size of my thick thighs and a rugged lumberjack exterior that satisfies all of my fantasies about climbing a man like a tree, but I'm not looking for a relationship—especially with a confirmed bachelor.
Besides, I'm also happily single and don't plan to change that. Ever.
Maybe it's my hyper independence that keeps me firmly in bachelorette territory...
Or maybe it's that every relationship in my family has devolved into a bitter, messy divorce and turned those of us within blast radius into jaded bystanders.
Still, Michael Kemp is fun to play with.
I crave him like a puppy craves a treat.
We can mess around and enjoy each other until something else comes along, right?
Even if I do catch feelings, he never has to know.
So why do I feel like he's the one who not only...