Accepting all prayers and kind words…
Her name is Karlee McCoy, and she’s addicted to the “D” Next Door.
After her one-night tryst tangled within the sheets belonging to her mysteriously sexy neighbor, she finds herself going back for seconds. And just like any other ordinary woman who samples good vitamin D, she suffers from a mild case of scatterbrain.
In one instance, the man of the hour comes off as a nice dude who’s into her, but on the other hand, she can’t wrap her head around his playa-like ways.
They say, finding love can be complicated but is Karlee the one overcomplicating things? Or are her reservations of the “D” next door justified?