I moved to a tiny coastal town to teach yoga, not fall for a grumpy ex-baseball star with a chef's knife
I came to Hollow's Bay with a yoga mat and a dream.
The last thing I needed was Cal Brennan-local legend, broody chef, and expert at serving judgment with a side of grilled snapper.
He told me my studio would never survive and smirked when I offered him a free class.
Then he showed up at my door... soaked, silent, and more lost than I've ever seen someone look.
That night, everything shifted.
He sat through meditation. Shared pieces of himself.
Touched my hand like it meant something.
Three moments-that's all it took:
A shared meal.
A quiet walk.
The way his eyes softened when he watched me teach.
I fell for the man who made me feel seen-right before I found out the truth.
He's the reason this town turned on me.
And now I might be in love with the man who wanted me gone.