Picture this: You pack your luggage. Move to Paris. Fall in like. A dream, best?

Wrong. Especially when you find out your Mr. Right is actually married. With children. Don’t even talk about the white picket fence.

Heartbroken in the City of Love, the last person Elizabeth Hastings desires to provide her a shoulder to weep on is certainly her brother’s best friend .

Spencer Tate is checking his first fitness center in London whenever a frantic contact sends him to Paris to check on his best friend Sebastian’s baby sister.

If he’s lucky, he can stay in for one minute and be back London the next day. Easy peasy. Except the dorky bookworm he remembers is currently all developed, with harmful curves, lips just made for kissing, and eye he could easily get lost in . . .

Spencer. Is. Screwed.

Contains mature themes.