Grant Sommerfield. Dark. Intense. Lonely. With a past he's built an empire to protect himself from. Nash Levington. Spelled F-U-N. Easygoing. Born with a silver spoon in his mouth. And then there's me. Journey Walker. A good girl with too many responsibilities and too little fun. Not that I’m complaining. As a physical therapy assistant, I love working with the elderly and disabled. I've managed to create a good life for me and my Down Syndrome sister from the ashes my mother left behind. I love my life. I love my sister. I’m content. Until I meet them. Grant. Nash. On the exact same day, no less. They’re complete opposites, and they both pull out a side of me I wasn’t aware existed. The side that wants to play. Wants to love. Wants to enjoy new experiences. When my sister goes to camp for three weeks, things become interesting. And complicated. And so very seductive. Grant. Nash. How's a girl to choose? Maybe I won't. Or maybe the choice will be made for me.