If you find yourself talking to Jayne Dandy, limit the conversation to ducky collectibles and
Star Wars
. Best not to mention men, dating, or S-E-X. Jayne's fine with the way things are-writer of obituaries and garage sale ads by day, secret scribe of adventures in distant galaxies by night. But a crippling fear of intimacy has kept her love life on ice, and hiding behind her laptop isn't going to melt it anytime soon.
When her therapist recommends she write erotica as a form of exposure therapy, Jayne is hesitant-until she's unexpectedly downsized at work. Since rent and cat food won't pay for themselves, Jayne adopts an intergalactic pseudonym and secretly publishes her sexy stories to make ends meet. To help out, her adorable, longtime friend Luke, co-owner of the popular Portland food truck Luke Piewalker's, hires her to sling turnovers at his side.
Right on schedule, sparks ignite.
As Jayne's secret career soars, she has to juggle the unforeseen demands of her alter ego alongside her newfound feelings for Luke, threatening a tailspin that will either make her face down her neuroses or trigger a meltdown of Death Star proportions.