I'm happy.

At least that's what I tell myself. I

'm working hard to pursue my dreams. I'm finally out from under the thumb of my adopted parents.

I'm happy.

But then a 6'4 tattooed hockey star who thinks he's god shows up at the restaurant where I'm working...

And changes everything.

He tells me I'm the one. That he's been searching for me for years...

That he's never going to let me go.

The question is...is Ari Lancaster going to break my heart? Or has my Mr. Wrong been the right guy all along...