He was someone who didn't fit into my world. He belonged in my wildest fantasies instead of some run-down comedy club in Los Angeles. A clever, arrogant comedian named Anthony was the last person I expected to be stuck driving with on my cross-country drive. I need the help with gas and expenses though, so we made a deal. Now I'm stuck stopping in every major city, sitting through open mics, and wrestling my fair share of the hotel covers away from him each night. My road trip was supposed to be boring, but it's turning into something else entirely. Could I be falling for the cocky comedian? It was just supposed to be a ride, but then things changed. Will we be able to keep it together when the road trip is over? They say all good things must come to an end. Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.