She was a bet. He was a dare. No one told their hearts it wasn’t real. Homebody, Kate Rutherford has officially given up on love. She’d rather start collecting cats than fly halfway around the world for her cousin’s wedding. But he’s the only family she has left, and her psychic promised a tall, dark and handsome adventure if she could just put her big girl knickers on. Determined to have some fun and maybe even a little vacation fling, Kate boards a plane from London to small town South Carolina. Asher Bradford is a man on top. Career, ladies, money . . . he has it all, and he’s not interested in giving it up, especially for love. But imparting this wisdom on his bride-to-be little sister may just make him put his money where his mouth is. When a bet that he can’t land a date with the next girl to walk in the bar falls into his lap, Asher jumps at the chance. He’s more the love ‘em and leave ‘em type, but he’ll man up for a real date if it’ll get him out of wedding duty and back to his life on Wall Street sooner than planned. It all started out so innocently. Kate was never supposed to give Asher the time of day. But one fast car and a feverish drive changes everything. They’re falling for each other, hard. But as Kate opens up, Asher worries he’s not capable of giving her the kind of relationship she deserves. Especially since she doesn’t know this whole thing started as a bet. Is there any hope for a happily ever after?