Give up the plan, give in to destiny.
My life was all mapped out: inherit the beloved family inn, marry my silver-tongued boyfriend, live happily ever after. That is, until he blows it apart by showing up with a pregnant fiancée.
Instead of crying into my grandmothers cherished quilts, I splurge on a one-way ticket to New York City with nothing but a suitcase and a dream of reinvention. No more predictable small-town girl. No more playing it safe.
But the Big Apple has other plans for my fresh start. One step into my hastily-booked Airbnb, and I find the last thing I expected—a ridiculously hot NFL player, naked and helpless, handcuffed to the bed. Talk about a big city welcome.
Clearly, the universe has a twisted sense of humor—or maybe its giving me exactly the adventure I never knew I needed.
