Amy Harrington can’t believe her pathetic life’s been hijacked. When getting falsely arrested
becomes a major inconvenience (not to mention a little sticky for her society conscious-mother), Amy tracks the identity thief to Mexico and
pulls a switcheroo--adopting the woman's identity by calling herself Casey Carlisle.
In the land of Margaritas and Mariachis, Amy (masquerading as Casey) meets architect Nick Cavenaugh whose got identity issues of his own. Seems some friend (some friend!) stole his company and his fianceé. Now he’s headed for a swank Mexican resort hoping to secure the lucrative contract that will jumpstart his new firm, only his assistant misses the trip and absentminded Nick’s not so reliable on his own.
Far be it from Amy to jeopardize the man’s second chance at success, but when she discovers the real Casey has moved on to the same swank resort, who can blame her for wangling a temporary job with the guy? So what if she doesn’t exactly come clean about her real name, who she’s after, or why she’s really in Mexico? What Nick doesn’t know can’t hurt him...can it?
When Amy gets them stranded in the sweltering Mexican jungle, the adventure begins...