I don’t believe in standing still.
Not when there’s a whole world waiting to be explored.
So when my family starts talking about marriage, responsibility, and settling down, I do the only sensible thing.
I buy a motorcycle and disappear.
Then my bike breaks down in the middle of nowhere.
That should have been my first warning.
Because the second I meet the beautiful mechanic with silver-gray eyes, grease on her hands, and absolutely no interest in my charm, everything changes.
She belongs to a small desert town where everyone knows everyone.
I belong to a billionaire dynasty built on tradition, legacy, and expectations.
We make no sense together.
Which might explain why I can’t stop thinking about her.
The more time I spend helping at her family’s shop, fixing up old buildings, and falling into a life I was never supposed to want, the harder it becomes to imagine leaving.
For the first time in my life, the future feels crystal clear.
Then reality catches up with me.
Because back home, a Westwood doesn’t get to walk away from his responsibilities.
And the woman I’ve fallen for deserves more than a man who can’t promise where he belongs.
Now I have a choice to make.
Follow the path my family laid out for me.
Or risk everything for the one woman who makes every mile of road lead back to her.
I was supposed to find the right wife.
Instead, I became the wrong husband.
And I’d give up everything to prove she’s the only future I want.
