We were hot and heavy in college. We were everything to each other. And now? Now we can't stand to be in the same room together. But when I'm called to help rehab his image, I do it with a smile on my face because I need this job. It's all I've ever wanted. Every time we're together, past hurts start to fade. The chemistry we had in college? Still as explosive as ever. Can we move on together? Or will this be the end of everything we've both ever wanted?