If Joseph hadn't panicked and said the three little words that bonded his soul to a drug dealer's, maybe he wouldn't be passed out on the subway floor right now. Joseph Matejka doesn't know if soulmates exist--or if they did, he didn't know if his was really out there. He's too busy taking care of his baby sister and studying at Princeton to bother searching for another person who will probably think he's the lamest nerd on the planet. After a fateful wrong-number phone call and a couple of death threats, he panics and drops the three little words--now the legal soulmate of a drug dealer, he can kiss his squeaky-clean reputation goodbye. Marin Dempsey doesn't believe in soulmates, only in the power of her fists and the desperate appetite of the addicted. Even if she could find some loser naive enough to tie his soul to hers, she doubted she'd keep him around for long. She's a drug dealer, the owner of a thriving business...and she's on the run. She doesn't need this snitchy know-it-all to slow her down. In a world where the first person you say "I love you" to is your physical soulmate, a very unlikely pair must face up the fact that they each muttered those three little words by accident--but their pairing was by no means coincidental. Disclaimer: There is some language and some sensual material, but nothing too inappropriate.