I WAS READY TO START OVER.At least that's what I keep telling myself.Divorced at 26 and driving to Florida to move back in with my parents.Until my car breaks down in Smalltown USA.Not the place meant for a city girl.Until I meet the cocky asshole that is fixing my car.I should probably stay away but the pull is too strong.He was just meant to fix my car but I think he might fix my heart.
