I'm the last of the original crew still working at the pub.

Bridget met a guy online and moved to Australia, James got fired, Ivy had a kid, Zara went to work for her dad in Miami, and now Lauren is leaving too.

I'm the only one left.

With no prospects and no opportunities.

Until out of the blue, I get one.

I had long given up my career as a real estate agent.

It was over before it even started.

But now, someone found one of my old business cards and they need help finding a house.

Not a house. A mansion.

And it's not some random guy.

It's hockey superstar, Austin Gambill.

I can't screw this up.

I have to be professional.

Even if all I want to do is pull my only client into every walk-in closet we pass and find out if those lips are as soft as they look.

I have to be on my best behavior.

But my hot superstar client is making that damn near impossible.

Location, location, location.

On the floor, in the kitchen, in the pool.

He is certainly a motivated buyer.

Motivated to close on a house and close on me.

I'm going to find him his dream home.

But will his dream involve me?