Imagine this: A snowed-in cabin, a too-sexy-for-words Romeo, a softly lit fireplace, and just enough wine for two-who knew being stranded can be this thrilling? The worst blizzard of the year gave me the best weekend of my life!

I've never been a big believer in coincidence or destiny until that one fateful, winter day-when I literally crashed into the life of my dream man.

It was a late winter afternoon, and we were in the middle of another dreary snowstorm. The main route home was blocked off due to accidents on the slippery road, so I was driving along a secondary road I'd never been on before. I was focused on getting home before it got dark and the slushy roads froze solid.

The next thing I knew, my car started sliding and spinning out of control. I took my foot off the accelerator, gripped the wheel, and braced myself. The car slid up onto a snow-covered lawn and spun front-end first against a pine tree. I heard a loud thud, and then a crunch, as the car rocked to a stop. With a shaking hand, I turned off the ignition and let out a long sigh of relief; things could have been much worse. Thankfully, I was the only person foolish enough to be driving on the narrow stretch of deserted road.