Ever since my freshman year of college, I've had a plan. A path. A precise to-do list. 1. Land a TA position 2. Finish my Master's degree 3. Find a job in the Communications field 4. Not sleep with any inappropriate men in the process The first three are easy. The fourth should be, mainly because Cooper Morgan is one of the most infuriating people I've ever met. But as my BFF's older brother (and my ex's best friend), I've had no choice but to tolerate him all these years. Imagine my surprise when I find out he's the professor I'm assigned to work with all semester. Now my options are A) quit or B) suck it up and deal with the guy who's been an epic thorn in my side since the third grade. But as we grudgingly start the semester together, something starts to simmer between us. Suddenly, a third option, one neither of us wants to acknowledge, begins to emerge. The only problem is, will we be able to get over our differences, or will stubbornness keep us from what might be the best thing to ever happen to us?