But her family's legacy of broken relationships has convinced her that romance is strictly for fiction. Take her great-grandfather Harold Teller, for example-a selfish drunk who rejected his wife and son. But if that were so, why would he leave his house and property to her? Sensing there's more to his story, Sage heads to Big Prairie determined to discover the truth for herself. Not even a quixotic encounter with a handsome stranger will sway her from her purpose. After all, he is a counsellor. But he's certain that he's a long way from being anyone's romantic hero. Quiet, observant, and slightly fastidious seems to translate to boring, quirky, and too different, and he's just about given up on finding love. So he shouldn't be surprised when the one time he rescues a damsel in distress, it turns out she didn't need a hero and she isn't looking for romance. As they work together to learn the truth about Grandpa Teller, Sage discovers there's more to Gramps than the bitter, grumpy old man he presents on the surface. And the more time she spends with Grant, the more she begins to wish she believed in romance after all. But Grant knows that the maxim "opposites attract" doesn't mean "opposites will have a lasting, healthy relationship." Especially when one of them doesn't believe in romance to begin with.