New Year's Eve: out with the old, in with the new... but this year, everything changed.

I've lived by checklists my whole life-set goals, crush them, repeat. Except for one list I've never managed to complete: fall in love, get married, have children. Now, I'm thirty, chronically single, and the one person who ever made me believe in fate disappears at midnight-right after the champagne toasts, the fireworks, and the Happy New Year kisses that felt like destiny in disguise.

Asher Hunter vanished without a trace, and it's not until the following year that he magically appears again. Our connection is instant, cosmic, like the universe pressing rewind. Even with a year between us, it's as if time never dared to move forward. One look, one laugh, one touch-and suddenly, we're tangled in bedsheets and stars. When the clock strikes midnight again, he's gone. But this time, he leaves me with a promise: same day, next year, if the stars align.

The rules are simple. We keep living our lives, chasing our dreams, pretending we're not haunted by the idea of an impossible love. A friendship. A few stolen messages. A few stolen nights. Until one year, fate gives us more than either of us bargained for: a baby.

What began as a once-a-year affair becomes a forever question. What do you do when the wish you whispered into a glass of champagne actually comes true?

Now, with a life growing between us, we're forced to face the one thing we've both avoided-what it means to choose love not just once a year, but every day after.

The Season Long Awaited is a spellbinding, sizzling, and heart-melting contemporary romance for fans of The Guardian, Dear John, You've Got Mail, and One Day.