A cold, a baby, and a talking horse…

Stevie March just wanted to kick back, relax, and maybe dip her toes in someone else's pool for a while. When she saw the ad on the Witch's List to pet sit someone's beloved four-legged friend, she jumped at the chance and hauled ass to West Virginia.

The beastie in question turned out to be far bigger than any canine companion she'd ever seen—something that should be kept in a stable rather than a dog house—but convincing Mr. Not-Ed to stay outside is a task beyond her abilities. Especially once she realizes she's picked up a nasty cold, and she starts sneezing spells. Then the baby shows up, but the Shifter Whisperer—the only one who might be able to fix at least some of her problems—is out of town.

What's a girl to do, saddled with an equine whiner and a bawling thumb sucker?

Only her nightly visits from Aspen, her hunky new neighbor, are keeping her sane. Sure, the horse is nowhere to be found once the sun sets, but that's probably okay, right?

Right?