Publisher's Synopsis
Girl walks into clinic to donate blood.
Girl passes out.
Guy comes to her rescue.
Guy happens to be Cutie McCute Stuff and has a medical degree.
To say I'm accident prone is an understatement. More like unlucky in life, love, and Labradors-and I have the scar to prove it. In fact, my coworkers call me Luckless-Lottie.
Dr. Russell Koenig is out of my league, off-limits. Not an option. End of story.
Only, through a cruel twist of my bad luck, the good (looking) doctor purchases his ailing grandmother a dog-the kind my parents breed. They want me to work as the liaison even though I limped away from the family business long ago.
When Russell's Oma mistakes me for his girlfriend, he doesn't correct her. Maybe my luck has changed. Our first kiss certainly doesn't seem like CPR practice.
Is my latest accident the beginning of a new chapter or will rotten luck reign, leaving me forever lonely?
