“You are the best thing I never knew I needed.” My brilliant idea to capture my newborn’s first Christmas with a photo shoot at a local tree farm isn’t quite as picture-perfect as the idyllic setting. The baby is fussy, my soon-to-be ex-husband leaves me to fend for myself, and the photographer’s hot assistant is the owner of the farm. Harried and frazzled, I toss the baby into his arms. Not my finest move, but I’ve earned my title of “hot mess mom.” Turns out, West Murrtham isn’t into kids. Not even a little, and my little stunt propels me into even crazier territory. I never expect to see him again, but a few months later, he saves my hot mess self at the gas station. In return, I invite him to a baseball game because why not? Over the next few months, we develop an odd friendship, testing out the theory if a woman and a man can be platonic friends. Like with other areas in my life, I fail at not falling for West. But my daughter and I are a package deal. I’d be wise to remember that… Scroll up to buy The Magic of Us to find out what happens when a platonic relationship doesn't quite work out the way they plan.