The first rule of road trips is Do Not Fall For Your Car Mate, even if hes the toasted marshmallow type: Crusty on the outside, gooey on the inside.

New York socialite Cleo Gilbert, the apple of her fathers eye, has always done what he askeduntil now. She cant marry the guy that will clinch the business deal between his family and hers, even if it will save her father financially. Bolting from her wedding, Cleo runs toward the one person she hopes can help her.

Desperate circumstances lead to a road trip south with two strangersnot her first choice, but the best she can do. One of those strangers is a handsome writer who makes her other car mate, a crazy chicken lady, a little more bearable. It doesnt take long for Cleo to discover that everyone in the car is keeping secrets, and while two of their secrets are innocent, one is not.

Can Cleo find who shes looking for before her father tracks her down? Or before she loses her heart to the one person she shouldnt give it to?