I've been in a rut since my boyfriend dumped me, and now he's in my coffee shop every day with his new fiancé. When grouchy Cane makes my body hum again, I know I'm ready to move on. With his curled horns and awkward smile, I'm braced for Cane to ask me out, except he doesn't. Cane wants to make a deal. I'd help to foresee into my ex's love life, something I don't want to do, and I'm guaranteed a sexy night of skin-on-skin contact wrapped in Cane's warm muscled arms, an experience I might have been hoping for. What's the harm in partaking of the pleasures the spell requires? The thing is, love spells require one thing, and it's something I'm not sure I can give…