Forensic anthropologist, Dr. Decca Crowley, is no stranger to death.
Between traveling all over the state of Tennessee to investigate skeletal remains, responding to mass casualty events with her team, and sitting in bedside vigils as a death doula in her "time off," she's exhausted. She’s run herself ragged in her attempt to avoid facing the dark shadows that lurk in her rundown, inherited home. And the even darker ones that live in her heart.
Putting in more work hours also meant putting off any hope of a love life. That part’s been easy.
Until now.
Her good friend (and not-so-secret crush) Gus, has just graduated from Greek Orthodox seminary, and
in order to be ordained as a priest, he must marry—or else serve as a monk. For Gus, lifelong celibacy is a fate worse than death.
Purely out of the goodness of her heart—or so she's convinced herself—the practical and selfless Decca proposes a marriage-of-convenience. He’s desperate for the companionship; and she could definitely use someone to talk to when she comes home (other than the 200 year-old skeleton she's piecing together on her dining room table.)
But she didn't really think he'd say yes.
When
the bride and groom finally start to admit their long-held, more-than-platonic feelings for each other, it could be
the end of their cozy arrangement. There's too much at stake to fall in
love and risk their marriage.
But if they find the
right framework--the bones of love--it could be their key to happiness.