Willow Ashley doesn't do God. She does sin, and she's very, very good at it.
When her best friend finally drags her through the doors of a New Orleans church, Willow expects guilt. Boredom. Maybe lightning. What she doesn't expect is him - Pastor Rowan Elsher, all quiet authority and sculpted jaw, standing at the pulpit like an answer to prayers she's never bothered to say. One look and her mind goes somewhere that would make the saints weep.
Rowan has one rule: never pursue a woman from his congregation. It's the line he swore he'd never cross. But Willow - with her wicked mouth and a past that should send him running - doesn't feel like temptation. She feels like a test he was never meant to pass. He knows what she does to survive. He knows it's wrong to want her anyway.
He wants her anyway.
Some men fall from grace. Rowan is going to dive.