A favor just might lead to his forever.
I’ve witnessed my grandfather’s attempts at matchmaking, and though they’re successful, I want to find my soulmate without any interference. And that’s exactly what happens. I fall hard and fast for Willow, only to learn things aren’t always as they seem.
She’s following the path to her destiny.
I know I have issues, being abandoned by my dad as a little girl can do that. Thankfully, my grandparents took me in, and I was happy, or so I thought until I met Tyson. Unfortunately, reality intruded, as did his doubts, and once more, I’m struggling to adjust.
Does the how really matter if the end result is love?