Three hundred and fifty pinwheels. One clipboard. Zero professional detachment.

Kaylee Andrews came back to Cliffhaven to help her mother. She stayed to open a design studio. She did not stay to build a parade float so ambitious it might require Coast Guard intervention.

Lucas Ryan is the Coast Guard intervention.

Three things Kaylee knows for certain:
• The float needs to be spectacular.
• "Just one small improvement" has never once meant what she thinks it means.
• She is absolutely, definitely not developing feelings for the safety coordinator who keeps showing up with coffee and correct opinions about bolt placement.

Lucas knows one thing: his patrol route has been drifting toward Harbor Street for six months, and the clipboard stopped being the reason approximately three weeks ago.

In a small Maine harbor town where the baker delivers opinions with scones, the harbormaster predicts weather with his elbow, and no one has boundaries, a parade float is never just a parade float. Especially when the designer and the safety coordinator stop pretending the clipboard is the reason he keeps showing up.