A stuffy composer meets a flirty ballet dancer. Can these opposites make music together, or will their dreams pull them apart? This is a sweet and steamy MM romance set against the sun-soaked hills of Los Angeles. Joshua I should be applying for grad school. Or looking for a job. Anything to get out of my awful rut. But instead, I'm obsessing about the dancer I hooked up with at the ballet studio. Who would have thought a gig playing the piano would lead to the hottest sex of my life? Before we got down to it, I think I promised to help out on a dance concert he's producing. I was in such a lust haze I barely remember. He'd better text soon. I wonder if he's still interested in seeing me in a \very\ unprofessional capacity. Brandon I can barely focus on the upcoming dance concert or my move to New York. I'm thinking about that cute pianist instead. Did I tell him I'm moving? Things happened so fast between us I can't remember. I've never had an experience like that where I was totally unraveled by a stranger. If I wasn't about to move across the country, I would definitely want to go another round. But I'm leaving, so no more hot domination games with Joshua. I've got to keep things professional and not fixate on the way his elegant fingers moved across my body. One Step Forward, Two Steps Back is the first book in the Ballet Boys series. Each book is a standalone, but for maximum enjoyment, I suggest starting with book one.

How am I supposed to focus on acting when my coach is my crush? Lev Starring in my first movie is a big deal, but I'm more concerned about having Keaton as my acting coach. It's been eight years since we spent the night together and he's never breathed a word about it. Is he embarrassed? Did he forget? This time I'm not going to leave things to chance. I'm going to make sure Keaton knows I want him! Keaton I don't care how hot Lev is, I've got to focus on being the best coach I can be. That means keeping things professional, even when we're kissing for the camera. I'm not even thinking about my own shattered dreams of acting stardom. Lev's success is the best thing I can hope for now. And maybe, we can squeeze in one more round of (practice) making out!

This brat has met his match... He's a boring, basic goodie-two-shoes. 31-years-old and still trying to make a good impression on my family. I sit across from him every week at my parents house, watching him act so polite and helpful. My brother's best friend. He's ridiculous. Pathetic. I've told him so a million times. But then I see the change in his eyes, when good manners turn bad, and he's got me hooked. Working with him on my new film project is a terrible idea. But I can't resist the thought of pushing him until he cracks. I know it's going to be a disaster but I can't help myself, I want this to happen.

A shy horse trainer agrees to help a desperate dancer fool his ex at a Hollywood pool party. Fake dating sure feels real if you’re in the mood!

We should be enemies, but I’d rather be lovers… Dylan Sleeping with a paparazzo is probably the dumbest idea I've ever had. I'm a movie star, for goodness sakes! But I can't shake the feeling that Erik is someone I can trust. Am I losing it? Is he so hot that I've lost my ability to think? Maybe. He has this bad-boy with a heart-of-gold thing going on that I find impossible to resist. Oh wow, I can't believe I'm going to do this, but I don't want to stop! Erik I've watched Dylan MacNeil for years behind my telephoto lens. This guy never makes a wrong move. He's so handsome and wholesome all I can think about is corrupting him. Now I have my chance. But as much as I want to see Dylan's naughty side, I'm worried he's doing this for the wrong reasons. Is he self destructing or does he like me? I don't know. Maybe I need to probe deeper for the truth!