Run a pie shop with her sisters for a year. Date for the first time at age twenty-nine. Don’t be terrified.
Well, she’s got the first thing under control at least. Mostly.
But this is exactly what a best friend is for. Advice, pep talks, matchmaking, sex education…
So what if her best friend is a guy? A very hot, tattooed, ex-Marine, mechanic guy? He’s definitely well-versed in everything she needs to know. And she trusts him. Who better to teach her the man-woman stuff she’s been missing out on?
But there could be one tiny problem. The only person causing her any butterflies…and dirty dreams…is her matchmaker himself.