Try Me: A small-town, opposites-attract, enemies-to-lovers romantic comedy

If money talks, it's telling me to steer clear of Cassidy Brooks.
Too bad my heart's got the sense of a jellyfish.
The rest of me knows I'm reckless craving a woman wrapped up with wealthy outsiders.
Rich pricks like Cassidy's boss, slapping glitzy mansions on the old gravel pit they've dubbed "Luxury, lakefront Oregon Coast land."
Land that's been in my family for decades, but not now. Not anymore.
Blame my shady uncle and a cast of cash-flush, toxic ass-crabs for that.
I want to blame Cassidy, ...