Clinical psychologist Destiny Walker considers herself far too logical for any of that "soul mate" nonsense. Even if her beloved, dearly departed Nana insisted she was going to meet hers someday. When a sudden downpour sends her ducking into a psychic reader's storefront--and the woman confirms everything her grandmother said--doubt begins to sneak into the corners of her mind.

A chance meeting--more like a collision--with Superman look-alike Reece Kellan sets off a sexual chemistry reaction the likes of which she's never felt. She isn't prone to falling into bed with strangers, but he does things to her body that leave her breathless...and unsure where her pleasure ends and his begins.

And that's the part that scares the hell out of her...