Love might not have been part of the tour package. But Ireland has a funny way of rearranging your plans. Ginny Lee came to Ireland with a broken heart and an urgent need for a breather after the spectacular disaster that was her wedding day. Getting left at the altar was one thing; watching her fiancé run off with her maid of honor was another entirely. And with her mama, her mama's church friends, and the florist all looking on... well, no one could blame a girl for hopping on the first plane out. Her solution? Leave. Immediately. Suitcase, airport, Irish bus tour. She wasn't looking for scenery-she was looking for distance. Preferably a continent's worth. And praying nothing else would go wrong. Enter: humiliation. Bless her heart, it found her fast. The moment Ginny steps onto the bus, everything goes sideways. One misstep sends her stumbling forward, her suitcase going rogue, until she crash-lands right into the lap of the tour guide-a handsome, soft-spoken widower named Benjamin Murphy. Benjamin never imagined he'd fall in love again. He'd made peace with the idea that his great romance was already behind him-until Ginny shows up on his bus, flustered and heart-bruised, and somehow stirs something in him he thought the years had put to rest. Between questionable golf swings, accidental kitchen disasters, and the meddling charm of small-town Ireland, Ginny and Benjamin keep tumbling into moments they never saw coming-and feelings they definitely weren't expecting.