Or at least love at first sight of a toppling, glittering, unfortunately-shaped mascot.
Charlie had spent months trying to pretend that his heart wasn’t broken, but it was really hard to pretend he was fine when he was surrounded by love-struck couples.
He didn’t know what the hell was in the water, but the freaking Gold seemed to breed happy endings.
Like a fungus.
Whatever. He was done with love.
Until that giant, glittering mascot had toppled over, its head falling off to reveal the woman within.
And he fell, right then and there.
USA Today bestselling author, Elise Faber, loves chocolate, Star Wars, Harry Potter, and hockey (the order depending on the day and how well her team—the Sharks!—are playing). She and her husband also play as much hockey as they can squeeze into their schedules, so much so that their typical date night is spent on the ice. Elise changes her hair color more often than some people change their socks, loves sparkly things, and is the mom to two exuberant boys. She lives in Northern California. Connect with her in her Facebook group, the Fabinators or email her at firstname.lastname@example.org.