With a nasty divorce behind me and finally being free from the confines of my wedding band, I decide to do something for me. No more people-pleasing, no more kissing butts, and no more putting me last.

With the help of my friend Bridget, I come up with a bucket list. Anything and everything I’ve ever wanted to do was jotted down with no more than a single thought.

1. Travel solo.
2. Get a tattoo.
3. Sing karaoke.

What I wasn’t expecting though was him.

Mason Daniels is fine, and I swear I hit the jackpot when he offers to be my tour guide around Rio.

They say the best way to get over a man is to get under a new one, but Mason is running from his problems too. On top of that, he’s 13 years my junior.

Do we really have a shot when the odds are already stacked against us?