If Sasha Renaud had a calling, it was to be a domestic goddess... Everyone was shocked when Sasha, the catty, self-centered, high fashion model did an abrupt life change with such ease. She wanted to simplify things, and live her destiny, or what she envisioned it to be. That meant men had to go. She couldn't be bothered with their kind. They were untrustworthy, toxic waste, meant for a dump site, and nothing more. There was only so much love to go around, and it wouldn't be wasted on the manflesh. Josh Redmond, on the other hand, had plans all his own. He was smitten with Sasha. In his eyes, she was finer than the Mona Lisa, a goddess like no other. Josh, being a well-known Realtor in town, was eye candy for sure, but he had a reputation and it wasn't good. He was the local man-tramp, or womanizer, to put it nicely. He was determined to prove himself worthy of Sasha's attention. Josh was certain selling her the Victorian mansion of her dreams, and giving her a puppy as a house warming gift, would softened her in his favor. When Sasha received that menacing call one autumn afternoon, her newly perfected life went into a catastrophic, hurricane level tail-spin. In a split-second, her utopian dream was uprooted. With her crazy, but loyal friends, and a lot of Merlot, Sasha set out to reinvent herself, again. Because of Josh's kindness and patience, Sasha may allow love to fill her heart one more time.