Eileen Merriweather prefers fictional happily-ever-afters to real ones. After all, books never left her at the altar. When her car breaks down on the way to her annual book club retreat, she stumbles into Eloraton—a town she knows well. Too well. It’s the setting of her favorite romance series.
The candy shop always has honey taffy, the bar’s burgers are always burned just right, and the rain comes every afternoon. But the story is unfinished, frozen in time, and Elsy suspects she’s been dropped inside to give it an ending.
There’s just one complication: a grumpy bookstore owner with mint-green eyes who doesn’t belong in the story at all. And he’s determined to keep her from finishing it.
