Fetching Mr. Right

A paperwork mix-up at the shelter means I’m now co-parenting a golden retriever with a complete stranger. What could possibly go wrong?

Gemma
At forty-two, I finally have my life figured out. Career on track, finances sorted, and ready to adopt the golden retriever I’ve been dreaming about for years.

What I didn’t count on? Beau Sullivan—single dad, annoyingly charming, and the man now claiming my dog thanks to a paperwork mix-up.

So here I am, sharing custody with a stranger who thinks my color-coded schedules are ‘excessive’ and wants to rename Honey something ridiculous like Ranger.

Beau
Post-divorce, I have three simple focus on my kid, keep life uncomplicated, and definitely don’t fall for anyone with a filing system.

Then Gemma walks into my life with her perfectly organized world and tries to claim my dog. She’s got spreadsheets for everything and strong opinions about feeding schedules and dog leashes.

I should run. Far and fast. Instead, I’m starting to think that letting her reorganize my entire world might be the best mistake I ever made.