Nozomi Matsumoto wasn't exactly living the dream. A Japanese expat with no fancy degree, no savings, and a résumé that screamed "just winging it," she had one thing going for her, she could pour a drink like a boss, and trust me, that talent paid the bills. Her bank account? Let's just say it was the punchline of every joke she told herself. But hey, she had a friend whose family treated her like their own daughter, so who needed cash when you had love... right? Then, a ridiculously gorgeous six-foot blonde strolls into her life, looking like she'd just escaped a Vogue cover shoot. Nozomi's carefully crafted little world? Yeah, it got flipped upside down faster than a shaken cocktail. Suddenly, Miss "I've got this all figured out" was tangled in a mess of feelings she wasn't ready for and honestly, she was kinda loving the chaos. Twenty-four years of "playing it cool" went out the window the second those killer eyes locked onto hers, daring her to rewrite the whole damn script.