My car broke down on an icy road in the middle of nowhere.
I’ve got no money in the bank, no place to stay, and no food for my kids. Can it get any worse?
Sure. A police car pulls up.
The county sheriff calls his twin brother to tow my car for repairs that’ll probably cost more than the beater is worth. They say don’t worry about it. They only want to help.
Sure they do.
These gorgeous guys just happen to have two friends who own a luxurious motel called Little Cypress Lodge. I walk into this incredible hotel and it’s like I’ve entered a new fantasy world. It’s warm, there’s plenty of food for my kids, and they say I can stay. For free. As long as I need a place. The four of them even want to hire me to do some modeling work for their new fashion line. Crazy, right?
Me. The broke down, homeless single mom.
If I can keep up the act long enough to make some deposits on a new place, I can start a new life for me and my kids. If I don’t lose my heart first.