But then a spontaneous road trip throws Rosie and Isaac together, and their virtual and in-person lives collide. (Eleven hundred miles in a seventies-era VW hatchback? What could possibly go wrong?) Much to Rosie's surprise, she doesn't constantly humiliate herself. Conversation is easy, and their chemistry? It's pretty much off the charts. But every road trip is bound to hit a speed bump or two. Will Rosie's secret identity be the thing that brings them together? Or the thing that tears them apart?
