Meghan is tired of beer goggles, crappy dating apps, and the general misery and loneliness of being a modern single woman with standards. She's had her eye on her apartment building's new maintenance guy, but she's been too shy to make a move.

Until she gets stuck in an elevator with him and just happens to have screwtop bottles of wine at her disposal.

Callum Lir is more than he seems, though. He's hotter, more potent, and just happens to be over two thousand years old. And Scottish.

And he's convinced she's the fated mate destined to save his kingdom from devastation. She agrees to a shady marriage of convenience because she dreams of owning a romance bookstore and he's paying her a lot of money. But he doesn't tell her about all of the strings and the blood ties.

When Callum's secrets are revealed, it's too late for either of them to run away from what's happening between them.