Save a Wish: 6

Was Sadie merely super private or was she hiding something? >Until I find a dead woman on my morning jog. Only . . . she's not dead. She's meditating flat on her back in a grassy field. Who does that? Sadie Rodgers is captivating, mysterious, and skilled at getting under my skin-especially when she tells me my aura is murky. I'm not even sure what that means, but it feels like an insult. I don't believe in auras, chakras, sound baths, or any of that crunchy nonsense, but I can't stop thinking about her. When my sister volunteers me to help Sadie set up the tech side of her new mindfulness business, I tell myself it's strictly professional. Websites, branding, systems-I've got this. What I don't have is a clue why Sadie refuses to put her picture or bio online. Or why she dodges every personal question I ask her. Or why my instincts tell me what's developing between us might not be real. Then again, perhaps Sadie is just shy, and I can give her the time she needs to trust me. But maybe I'm a fool for trusting her. The more time I spend with Sadie, the more she feels like the soulmate I've been wishing to find. Secrets hum louder than Sadie's crystal singing bowls, however, and it's possible I've fallen for a woman who can never be mine. Save a Wish is a small-town, hidden-identity, contemporary romance between a mindfulness coach heroine looking for a new life and a tech-loving hero wishing for an honest soulmate.