Adrian Cross has everything money can buy and no idea how to feel any of it. When a burlesque dancer calls him out for being dead inside, he makes her an offer: one year, daily performances designed to make him feel something real. Sage Moreau takes the job because the money will change lives, and because she's curious what kind of man outsources his own transformation. But somewhere between teaching a billionaire to burn eggs and slow dancing in his penthouse, the line between performance and reality disappears.What happens when the year ends and they have to figure out what was real?