Uptight and professional hotel event specialist Erin Campbell has her perfectly curated life turned upside down by a fiancé who hasn't exactly asked her to marry him yet. After getting dumped and totaling her car-on the same phone call-things go from bad to worse when she finds out he's cleared out their luxury Seattle apartment, giving her only a few weeks to find a new place to live. She doesn't do herself any favors when she gets blackout drunk and sends a revenge-fueled email to the wrong people, suddenly finding herself out of a job too.

On the ropes, she starts applying for any hotel job she can find. Slim pickings when she's banned from working for any hotel under the umbrella of the massive Healy Hotel Group. Forced to make some desperate career choices, Erin finds herself waitressing at a strip club to keep the wolf from the door.

When Sun Eden Naturist Resort finds her too-good-to-be-true resumé, they want her as their new office manager. Only catch? Sun Eden is in Palm Springs.

Erin is ready to ditch the Pacific Northwest. She needs a change and Sun Eden sounds perfect. Scraping together the last of her money, Erin gets on a bus to California and doesn't look back. When she arrives at Sun Eden, she discovers Palm Springs isn't the only catch.

This place is a nudist resort! Not just that, they're hemorrhaging money and losing employees like rats off a sinking ship. Not to mention being protested for indecency. Just what kind of boutique hotel has she signed on to work for?

Interim manager, Tyler Finley, isn't a hotelier by trade, he's only filling in while his aunt travels the world attempting to find herself. After making a terrible first impression on his new office manager, can he convince her to stay? And...oh yeah...plan all of the weddings that'll keep the flagging business afloat this year?

CONTENT ADVISORY: Intended for a mature audience. Contains coarse language, alcohol use, and explicit sexual content.