Willow's the stereotypical poor little rich girl. Her daddy's a powerful entertainment lawyer and her mommy's long gone to Europe. Willow's desperate to make it on her own--and is finally finding success as a specialty caterer. All she needs is a great property to kick her business plans into fast-forward. Right now, it's all about her career, and not at all about her love life, which pretty much sucks since she was royally dissed by Nick Hamilton six years ago. 
 Reunited by their mutual friends, Nick Hamilton is finally in finally in position to reclaim the girl he let go--at her father's strong request [read: blackmail]. He may have moved on in body, but never in spirit and Fate seems to have aligned their stars. He owns the VERY property Willow wants to lease. And he's willing to rent it at a discount, if she'll agree to 10 dates--with him. 
 The negotiations are fierce, and in the end they settle on 8 dates, but the die is cast. These two are gas and blowtorch. When they aren't fighting, they're naked. Okay, slight exaggeration. But seriously, there's plenty of naked times... 
 Still, Willow can't fully trust Nick, he's surely going to abandon her--again--just like everybody else has. As steadfast as Nick tries to be, he's put-off by her constant reticence. The break-up-to-make-up isn't long and the HEA is as believable as any other.