Three things I’ve learned this week:
1) Never fall for a client
2) Never fall for your best friend
3) And most importantly, never fall for your back-up guy
…especially if they’re all the same person.

Zara Huntington Ross wants to get married. She’s had more dating disasters than you can poke a long-stemmed red rose at. On a dare, she agrees to a pact with her best friend, Asher McMillan: if neither of them are married by the time she turns thirty-five, they’ll get hitched. That’s five full years of searching for The One. Surely she’ll meet Mr. Right by then?

The problem is she doesn’t know Asher quite as well as she thinks. Taking a job redecorating his bachelor pad, Zara learns he has hidden depths—depths that tug at her heartstrings. Hard.

And then disaster strikes. She begins to fall for him, the guy who doesn’t do relationships. It’s getting complicated, and Zara doesn’t need complicated.

But could her back-up guy be The One after all?