If you find yourself talking to writer Jayne Dandy, keep the conversation on comic books and Star Wars-best not to mention men, dating, or S-E-X. Her crippling concern with intimacy has produced relationships a huge no-no, but concealing behind her laptop isn’t going to get her lightsaber lit.

When her therapist suggests that she compose erotica as a form of exposure therapy, Jayne is hesitant. But when she actually is unexpectedly downsized at the job, she adopts a pseudonym and secretly publishes her sexy stories to create ends meet. In the meantime, her lovable long-time friend Luke, co-owner of the popular Portland food vehicle Luke Piewalker’s, hears she’s been demoted and insists on employing her to sling éclairs and turnovers at his side.

As Jayne tries to juggle her growing secret career and her newfound emotions towards Luke, her lifetime is about to send Jayne and her X-Wing right into a tailspin which will either produce her face down her neuroses or result in a meltdown of Death Star proportions.