Bonnie: As a yoga instructor and massage therapist, I barely make enough to cover the mortgage and the gigantic credit-card bills my ex-husband stuck me with. And when my ancient Toyota bites the dust in the grocery store parking lot, I know I’ll be stuck with a big repair bill as well. It’s enough to make a girl break down in tears. Until the Hot Mechanic shows up. Tucker: It’s taking me months to get my car-repair service back up and out of the red, after my former partner stole from the business and left it near bankruptcy. I do all the jobs I can, because every dollar counts. I’m careful not to trust anybody the way I trusted my partner and ex-friend. And then, on a grocery run, I see the girl. She’s standing next to a clearly non-functional vehicle, sobbing her heart out, but when she realizes she isn’t alone, it almost breaks my heart to see her try to stop crying. I want to fix her car. I want to fix her life. And maybe she can help me fix mine.