I didn't have time for love until I met her...

I wasn't looking for love. My life was complete as it was. I had my pick of women, a career I loved, working alongside my brother running our successful financial company, and my freedom. But with my mother breathing down my neck ever since my brother took the plunge, I've been doing my best to avoid commitment. Especially when I know all of the pain that can come with it.

And then I met Stacey...

She intrigues me like no woman ever has. Can meeting one person change all of my previous thoughts on marriage, love, and commitment?