Late one night Lincoln was delivering a yard decoration when he came upon a wild, unruly teenager throwing stones at the window of his neighbor's house. He tackled the belligerent child and was about to call the cops when she informed him she was his neighbor's sister who had been locked out of the house.
Oops.
Not the best beginning, but it gets worse when he accidentally walks into her house and accuses her of squatting in it.
Annie has never trusted large men, and Lincoln has not only attacked her, but he's thrown unfounded accusations of thievery at her as well.
There is no way she'd ever fall in love with that man.
Except The Snowstorm of the Century hits and the two of them are pitted against nature to try to save the elderly folks in their care.
As they work together will they find out that sometimes first impressions are wrong?