British poor boy Sterling Quinn needs a wife.

After his great-grandfather, the former prince something or another, passes and leaves him millions, he’s shocked to find the massive inheritance has a clause-he must tidy up his image and be married in order to obtain his millions.

When word gets out that this hottie has royal blood vessels running right through his veins, and is around the prowl for Mrs. Right, crazy ex-girlfriends, school-yard crushes, and a large number of other hopeful women flock to his about The Fix Up doorstep.

What he needs is a manager to help him sort through the clutter.

Enter Camryn Palmer, PR professional.

Camryn has had a front side row chair to her friend Sterling’s revolving-door of the love-life for years. However when she’s employed to completely clean up his picture and manage the hordes of ladies cruising through his bedroom door, she’s stuck between a rock and roll and a difficult place.

Literally.

Yes, she’s secret fantasies about getting the main one to preserve his bed warm, what girl doesn’t? He’s sinfully attractive, and she wants to kiss that cocky British accent right off his lips, but she’s got employment to accomplish. She’s a professional through and through, and besides, an organized marriage could hardly ever be a happy one. Right?