Sense & Irritability

A few months ago, I was the star chef at one of Austin's hottest restaurants. Then it all came crashing down. Now, I've lost my job and my living situation is ... questionable. Oh, and I owe my mother money. Don't ask.When I get offered a job as a live-in, personal chef for a man I think is a rich, elderly, shut-in, I jump on it. Except, he's not elderly. In fact he's young, brilliant, and stupidly hot. I can't walk away from this job. What's a down-on-her-luck girl supposed to do? Fall in love?