What happens when your neighbor hires you a stripper?
It starts one hell of a prank war. A war that involves goats and oddly phallic-looking chandeliers. And stolen kisses in the rain, strawgasms, and eating on the kitchen counter… but not food.
A war that could damn well involve two hearts and a plan. Her plan doesn’t involve falling in love. His life doesn’t involve plans.
This could be an issue.