Regular girl, rugby god, and just one bed...in Paris.
Mina Grant has had enough—enough with the cheating boyfriend and the crap job and taking care of others. Now, for the first time in her life, she's taking care of herself and taking her dream trip, to Paris.
So, maybe things don't start off perfectly, Maybe the city's a little gray and unwelcoming. Maybe she didn't expect to share her flat with a 7 foot tall rugby player who won't ever go outside. But nothing's going to get her down. She's going to live, for once. Eat, drink, soak up this magical place…find a French man or two to remind her of what she's been missing all these years.
But then Paris isn't what she expected. It's the city of light, sure—delicious and beautiful and full of inspiration—but once she gets past its first glossy blush, it's no easier than home, not the answer to her problems or the escape she sought. It's more complicated than that. Like the man she now apparently lives with. Friend? Why not. Fake fiancée? Only for a week. Lover? Shouldn't be a problem.
Unless she falls in love.
Because one day, she'll have to leave the dream behind and sometimes, having loved and lost, is worse than never having been to Paris at all.