How unlucky did you have to be to run over not only a lawyer but Devon Buckert himself? That's what you think when you're sitting next to the bed where he's sleeping. You are a country girl, a ranch girl who decided to move to a city -- Detroit, Michigan.

At first it was amazing for you to go through the city streets of Detroit until unfortunately you over accelerated and your ranch truck crashed into this handsome man. You don't know much about him, you just know that he's a well-known lawyer in the city.

And of course, it's Devon Buckert himself! He has saved the lives of many of his clients in this city, and is also much loved by the community (and of course the women, obviously).

Dev's eyes open and fix on you. The first thing he does is smile and mutter in a sarcastic, amused tone, "Oh, country girl." You frown at his sarcasm, but he looks indifferently, as if the accident wasn't that serious.

"You're lucky, I might be able to sue you." Said the handsome from Detroit, laughing silently, sitting up in pain on the bed. His eyes shining at the sight of you -- for a simple country girl you're very pretty.