Tate
I’m a confirmed bachelor, with zero interest in marriage or settling down. Life is perfect—until she literally crashed into me. One moment, I’m keeping her steady from falling again; the next, she’s laughing with her friends, oblivious to how she has upended my world.

Since then, I can’t stop thinking about her. I want her, and I always get what I want. Then, I find out that I either: Marry her or Walk away.
Walk away? Not a chance.

Lande
I never would’ve met Tate if I hadn’t been knocked flat in that restaurant. He helped me up, steadying me when everything felt chaotic. I thanked him and went back to my planned, orderly life. But now, I’m working for him, seeing him every day, and resisting the pull between us gets harder.

There’s something about him—something magnetic. I just need to resist and mantra:

• My life is planned.
• No distractions
• Focus is priority

Long as I mantra all three daily, it should be easy-peasy working for him, right?