Look, I get it, I'm not asking for miracles. I might be a closeted hopeless romantic, but I'm also a realist. I don't need fireworks. I'm not asking for magic. Of course my date won't be Prince Charming. All I'm asking for is a pleasant night out on the worst single day of the year. That's not exactly shooting for the stars, now is it?

Apparently, it is.

Because not only am I stuck with the date from hell, but the fates don't think I've suffered enough, so why not seat me next to my secret crush. Trauma surgeon, Xavier Knight, is the most gorgeous man alive, and completely out of my league. An unobtainable, impossible dream that makes my heart pound whenever he gets close. Fantastic. Now he'll bear witness to my humiliation.

Ah, life, you really know how to kick a girl when she's down.

This is a standalone novella with a happily ever after!