Mom said to play it safe, find a guy who can tie a tie and waltz if the music is right.
Dad wants me to marry a clean-cut-nobody who will climb the corporate ladder.
But Brand is the exact opposite of all of that.
I met him when I rushed out the front door in my barely-there pajamas searching for my lost dog. He was bent over my dad's car engine, his muscular torso covered in grease that stained him like tattoo ink. He took one look at me and I knew I was in trouble.
It got worse when I found out we'd be stuck together on a trip to the annual car show my father attends every year with his rich buddies.
My whole life people have told me what I should want.
One moment alone was all Brand needed to show me what HE wanted.
Now I can't imagine myself with anyone else.
When my family finds out I've fallen head over heels for their mechanic...
It's going to be a HUGE problem.