One Greek island. Two broken hearts. Three little words. Four meddling family members. Five Sunsets. ...One happy ever after? Newly divorced and jobless, Jenna Forester has come to the luxury resort her brother manages on the Greek island of Crete to multi-task running away from it all with also getting a tan. Out here she can forget how much she misses her work as a sex and relationships columnist. Out here she can forget how much she craves the good sex that was lacking in her marriage for so long. Out here she can maybe try and decide what she's going to do for work now she's so poorly qualified to do the job she loves. There's sunshine, there's her stack of erotic romance novels, and there's... Irishman Aiden "Marty" O'Martin, a man thirteen years her junior who could potentially solve one of her problems; the absence of back-breaking, bone-shaking, deliciously hot sex. He is the ultimate holiday fling and she's not at all mad about it. But trainee chef and college dropout Marty is not looking for sex. In fact, he's deliberately trying to avoid it after the year he's had. Marty's also trying to get his life back on track. He still doesn't know how he'll get over what happened, but a free holiday may help. Even if it means waking up at the arse-crack of dawn everyday so his father can drag him around Crete on a racing bike. Even if it means his Ma is there – always there! – wanting to put sun cream on his back and a self-help book in his hands. Even if it means risking Carpal tunnel from holding his sister's phone as she records hours of social media content for her hundreds of thousands of followers. However, when Marty sees Jenna's freckled skin glow in the sunset, everything changes. He feels something and it's not just acid reflux from one too many sugary mocktails. It's a spark, it's curiosity, it's hope. But they only have five sunsets together. How are they going to make them count?

Jake Forester is a bitch and he'd be the first person to tell you that. Life's too short, and far too stressful, to be nice... unless you're a customer at one of the luxury hotels he manages. But he's currently a bitch in desperate need because his ex-boyfriend, no, ex-hook-up, also no, ex-lover - not great, but fine - is about to get married and there's no way he's showing up to that wedding without looking like he's madly in love and completely over what happened. Yet none of his friends are stepping up, so that leaves him with the last person he wants to ask. Rami Kazimi is so desperate for friends he'll apparently offer to be a stranger's date for a wedding. And not just a date, but a fake boyfriend, and not just for a stranger, but for his new colleague whose office he has to share, something that's proving quite a challenge. But despite emerging from the toughest few years of his life, Rami is trying to be optimistic. He hopes being Jake's fake boyfriend will help ease tension in the office and maybe make a friend out of Jake Forester who may pout far too much and has a near constant slagging match with his assistant, but he is also undeniably hilarious and sometimes kind of cute when he comes undone. Who can say if it's the full moon on the night of the wedding, or whether love is simply in the air, but something happens that night in the moonlit gardens of an English stately home that changes both Rami and Jake. And after that night, there's a very different kind of tension in their office, one that neither of them can ignore, one that keeps pulling them closer and closer together... their hearts, their bodies, and their deepest, darkest secrets.