Freelance writer Sora Reid believes in inertia. She’s the odd one out in a family of go-getters, including her Japanese-American mom, who hints about losing weight, and her almost-married sister, who needs her to get a date for the wedding-dancing with their Scottish Great Uncle Bob won’t do. For Sora, minimal input, minimal expectations is a way of life.

The one thing that disrupts her inertia: an intense dislike for Valentine’s Day. What is it with the commercial love machine? Why do we get our hopes up, when staying home with a package of bacon and bottle of tequila is better? Sora’s been betrayed before, and her heart feels like Grandma Mitsuye’s antique Japanese ceramic bowl with its gold-filled cracks.

When her pledge to stay single inspires readers to #gosolo, Sora wants to empower her followers. It shouldn’t be that hard, right?

Enter Jack Mann, a muscle-bound baker who Sora hasn’t thought of since elementary school. When a run-in at the grocery store leads to instant attraction, Sora knows she has to shut it down. She can’t #gosolo AND get the guy. She can’t let down her readers. And relationships always end, so why should Jack be different-even though he’s confounding her expectations of love?