Carrie hates me. There’s no question about it, she’s even told me. I'm shocked when she asks for my help with getting a boyfriend. The problem is I don’t want to do that; I want the position for myself. But I’ll never be enough for a woman like Carrie, she deserves so much better than what I can give her. I'm a disaster when it comes to men. I don’t know how to flirt and I’ve never been kissed. All I want is for my prince charming to come into my life. I’ll do just about anything to get him, even beg Owen to help me. If the playboy himself can't help me land the man of my dreams no one can. But what happens when he’s the only man I want?