Sometimes the place we feel most at home is not the same as the address where our mail gets delivered. For Annie, the inn her grandmother owned and ran was a place filled with delightful memories, comfort, and friendship. After her grandmother's passing, the inn is left to Annie, and she decides it is time to "go home" and continue the hospitality her grandmother offered so many over the years. She expects it will be work. But what she isn't planning on is the handsome man who considers the inn to be his "home" as well. If home is where the heart is, where will Annie's heart reside?