I’ve been cheated on three times, and I am done with men. So when my elevator breaks down on my way to a job interview that will finally get me out of the same office as my unfaithful ex, I refuse to think of the handsome stranger next to me as a possibility.
I’ve always believed love is nothing more than good timing. He always believed he already had love–and it wasn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
Alone in the City of Love on Valentine’s Day–until my best friend makes a proposition: a Parisian affair. But is one day worth risking our friendship?