Ben Montgomery: I’m not sure if I’ve ever believed in love at first sight. In my forty-five years on this earth, the only sort of love I’ve known is the unconditional, soul-healing kind I have for my twin daughters. But when I meet a sweet, flirtatious man dressed in all black with circles under his eyes even darker than his eyeliner—I’m immediately captivated. Robin Johnson makes me smile more than anyone I’ve ever met. He’s emo-goth and a walking ball of sunshine. He’s giggles and quips and yet deep beneath the surface, he hides an overwhelming sadness. And though I know he’s only in town for a short time, there isn’t much I wouldn’t do to make Robin’s life just a little bit more merry. Even if it means admitting that love at first sight isn’t a fairy tale, after all.

Robin “Trashmouth” Johnson: Years of constant touring, with sleepless nights on the road and in countless hotels has taken its toll on both my body and my mental state. It’s a lifestyle that’s left me exhausted and wrecked, but also afraid to slow down, afraid to stop running. The truth is, I’ve always been running—from my past, from my family, from myself. But visiting my brother, Miles, and his new husband this holiday season in their quiet Vermont town feels like just the break I need to figure out my next step in life. And after a chance encounter with a sexy stranger, who turns out to be more than I ever could have wished for, I wonder if maybe a rolling stone could learn to grow roots.

Sometimes a meet-cute, a long nap, and a sexy-ass bicep is just what the doctor ordered.