Abbie Dunham has known Ryan Lochte for eight years. She's seen him burp, barf, pick his nose, scratch his butt... So, no, there was no way she was falling for her best friend. Besides, she liked Michael. Phelps, of course. And when he asks her out, Abbie could hardly believe it. It was the start of something beautiful... Or, she hoped it was. Could she really be wrong about how she feels about Ryan? Was she meant to be with him or with Michael? Things don't always work out the way you think they do. And a race doesn't count unless you jumped off at the right time.