The last thing I want is a sugar daddy. I might only be twenty-four, but I've always been the sensible one. From my boring call centre job right down to my practical wardrobe; impulsive and extravagant are not part of my usual vocabulary. Ascot, the home of British horse racing might be my home as well, but the filthy rich visitors blocking my route home are more a nuisance than a thrill. Until one of them catches my eye... And I can't help myself but invite him into my home.