Butterflies? Levi Bailey does not get butterflies. Well, at least he didn’t until Meredith Porter spilled coffee all over him. Meredith has plans. Big plans. She is done being safely wrapped in bubble wrap. She is ready to live. That’s what her list is all about—living and experiencing. Is it fate that her list of learning, trying, and experiencing continues to bring her into the path of grumpy Levi Bailey? She isn’t sure—but she doesn’t mind. Levi is just a misunderstood cinnamon roll and Meredith plans to enjoy every second of helping him realize that. Levi’s life has a routine. He’s been running it for years. Go to work, care for Mom, watch over the siblings. If he’s lucky, he’ll get to play with his niece Alice, before his head hits the pillow at night. It may sound boring, but it’s worked for years. Why mess with a good thing? Only… it’s not that great. And now that his mother isn’t sick and his siblings are grown, they don’t really need him. Where does that leave Levi? It would seem, in the hands of quirky, unpredictable Meredith Porter and her list. This girl is too young and too innocent for the likes of Levi. He has no business taking her to yoga or teaching her to ride a bike. He certainly has no business falling for the twenty-three-year-old who has pretty much been living under a rock her entire life. Yep… no business at all, and yet there are a million butterflies disturbing his insides, telling him to kiss the girl, to give this thing with Meredith a chance. Telling him that maybe, just maybe, he is worthy of affection from someone as good and pure as Meredith. Then again, what do dumb ol’ butterflies know anyway?