I'm tired of being underestimated. I'm sick of being taken for granted. And I'm flat out DONE with men who think I'm their mama. You're too nice, they say. You're asking to be taken advantage of, my friends argue. No more. I'm ready to stand up for myself. And guess what? The rude beast of a man sitting next to me in coach seems like a fantastic place to start. Want to make a dragon cranky? Bind his dragon form for a hundred years. Want to make him really angry? Stick him inside a flying metal box with recycled air, insufficient leg room, and a few dozen humans. Ask me how I know. I'm that dragon. The one who can't fly unless it's in a plane. The one whose first-class seat was double-booked. The one who's ready to tear apart the metal contraption confining me. And then a sweet little cream puff of a woman decides to read me the riot act. F*ck my life. A sunshiny sweetheart who's dated one too many jerks meets a grumpy dragon who might, deep, deep down have a heart of gold. Love, laughter, and mated souls follow. Join Kira and Connor as they muddle through the hilarious, wonderful mess they make of their journey toward happily ever after.