Ten long years enduring her husband’s I’m-staying-late-at-the-office-honey-but-I’m-really-not bootie calls, and Sasha Chase is finished playing a naïve, little housewife. The marriage is over. For her. The only problem? It’s far from over for Damon.
On the day Damon is served with divorce papers by Sasha’s hunky, ginger-haired lawyer Gideon O’Shea, Sasha knows better than to let Damon inside her house, but he sounds so desperate and broken, sobbing outside her door like a neglected child. In a moment of forgiveness, she unbolts the door, letting him in.
In the complicated world of dating, twenty-nine-year-old Las Vegas realtor Jess Hudson still has a lot to learn. On the rebound yet again after walking in on her live-in boyfriend schtupping his under-aged secretary, Jess is starting to believe she’ll never find true love, not the lasting kind.
A chance encounter leads Jess to sex and relationship therapist Veronica Fox. Veronica claims she has the ability to transform Jess from a doormat men walk all over and then discard, into the kind of woman who will finally find the kind of passionate, lasting relationship she desires.
The question is…when Jess meets Mr. Right, will she pull it off?