Sam by Janice M. Whiteaker

Sam’s used to keeping secrets.
From hiding who she and her sisters really are, to downplaying how much she’s still struggling to move forward, there’s plenty she’s holding close.
And plenty she pushes away.
Tate should fall into the latter category. He’s at least partially responsible for the incident she can’t quite manage to put behind her, and there’s no denying he’s one-hundred percent male.
That’s two strikes against him.
The third comes when he shows up in Shadow Pine and parks his fifth wheel right next to her house. Again. Ready to serve as her round-the-clock bodyguard.
Only having him hover at her side, glaring at any man who comes too close, isn’t nearly as awful as she wants it to be. Because Tate makes her feel a way she hasn’t in forever.
Safe.
But Tate is hiding a secret of his own. One that brings something dangerous to Shadow Pine.
Something determined to steal this new happiness right out from under her.