When Allie Carmichael was 13 her father left. Now with her mom gone she feels alone, but on the day of her moms funeral the unthinkable happens.

How is Drew Walter supposed to take care of three kids who are in his custody till they turn eighteen when he hates children? The answer has only one word, five letters. Grace.

She wasn't that drunk. So the six-foot something creature rummaging through her fridge half-naked, at eight in the morning was real. Now here's the tinsy winsy problem; She lives alone. ------------------------------------------------ Let's just say Catherine Wright wasn't having the best day. Everything just wasn't going well-right. So after a couple of sips of wine, she ended up 'praying' for some kind of distraction instead. Who knew the heavens answered prayers from drunk women. Now Damon Grace would be exactly what she asked for. And a few other things that would make her wish she never drank at all. (p.s. It wouldn't hurt to check the tags this story is on) Copyright © 2015 Liz Martinez All Rights Reserved