Being a romance writer means drawing inspiration from many things, and when I met Dallin, I knew I had the perfect muse. He was everything women dream of: tall, tattooed, and irresistibly delicious. Oh, and successful too.
He swept me off my feet--and right into his bedroom, where he awakened things in me that I had only ever written about. He was the bad boy who rode a motorcycle, and I was the good girl next door. Yet together we were perfect. Or so I thought.
When he invites his childhood best friends, Trey and Parker, to stay with us, I realize right away there's more to their lifelong relationship than meets the eye . . . Dallin wants to share me, with both of them. And it turns out they like to share one another too.