Randall Wise is the quintessential good guy. However, all of his friends are married and he's still single. Rand is positive that good guys finish last at love and decides he needs to change if he's ever going to find a woman of his own. Brenna Thorne is a clutzy but cute would-be witch who moves in next door to Rand. Men always think of Brenna like a sister. They never see her as girlfriend or mate material. Brenna longs for a man of her own who sees her sexy side and all the love she has to give. A little magic from Rand's godparents, a familiar who isn't a familiar, and a host of well-meaning but surprising friends help Rand and Brenna see that all you need to find your mate is a heart that is open to love. Excerpt: Rand laughed. "Yes, but I'll admit to using a spell on the spread so it doesn't leave you with garlic breath." Brenna's brows rose. That was a promising remark, she thought. "You must be a mage," she said as she began to set the table. "Not yet, although I did inherit my father's mage class powers. I'm still only wizard class," he admitted. "I can transport an item from one place to another, but only if I know where I'm transporting it to and from. I can't make things disappear into the void, and I won't have the ability to transport myself or transfigure until I reach mage class." Rand set out the food and wine then seated Brenna. They sat at right angles and all through dinner she could feel the press of his jean-clad knee against her bare one. She was glad she hadn't opted for dressier clothes. Rand wore dark jeans and a blue silk shirt that made his eyes look more silvery. He was so handsome, and the brush of his knee against hers so distracting, she could barely concentrate on his words. He told some amusing tales about his friends, a story about his childhood, and something about being the best man at a recent wedding. However, the wedding anecdote trailed off after he said he'd had too much to drink. They