Reed Ellis is absolutely gorgeous, but a total newbie to camming, a virtual nobody in my world. I should have just deleted his message request for a steamy, on-camera collaboration. Not everyone is cut out to be a camboy. But there’s just something about him I couldn’t resist. He’s timid and inexperienced, quiet and closed off, but his fumbling first-times play out scorching hot for the cameras, and our videos together are an instant success. I know I should just ride this out, sit back and watch the money roll in, and then move on. But I can’t. I’m intrigued by this brick wall of a man. I see glimpses of Reed hiding behind his silence and he is struggling. He has secrets, someone he cares about that he’s protecting. And I make it my mission to get him to open up and let me in. What will it take to reach the elusive Reed? Reaching Reed is a very steamy and sweet M/M romance about camboys and first love. It is the first standalone book in the Behind the Camera series.

I cannot stand Bennet Montgomery. His rugged hotness knows no bounds and his unwavering cheery disposition is maddening. How can someone be that happy all the time? His smile infuriates me. I need to keep my distance from this man and all his Midwest charm. I have my camboy career to focus on and I can't afford to get attached or bogged down with his nonsense. But when Bennet receives devastating news about his mother, his grief consumes him. I don't know what to make of this new sad side of Bennet. All I know is that his teary eyes infuriate me even more than his smile. I need to get his stupid smile back. So that's how I wind up accompanying him home to his tiny town in rural Kansas. And let me tell you, this California boy is not cut out for a land where fruit salad has marshmallows and where you're just as likely to be eaten by a feral cow as you are to be chased down by an angry rooster. \Shudder\ The worst part is, Bennet and I are forced to share one bed in a cramped trailer. And as I try my hardest to comfort this man who I can barely call a friend, I wonder if maybe that flutter in my chest isn't just heartburn. Maybe I can allow myself to get swept up in him...just for a bit. That is, if a rogue tornado doesn't sweep me away first. Becoming Bennet is a funny and sweet MM romance with forced proximity and only one bed.

I know most would probably describe me as a little uptight, unwilling to change, set in my ways… But the truth is, I just like my life the way it is—simple and predictable. I have everything I need—good friends, family close by, and my automotive business that I’ve built from the ground up. I’m proud of the life I’ve made in this quiet small town. Nothing needs to change. At least, that’s what I believed up until the day Damon Deveraux, a lively and bold little whirlwind of a man in lip gloss and short shorts, saunters into my life and changes everything. He captivates me with his bubbly charm and adorable clumsiness, and suddenly we’re fast friends, spending all our time together. But I don’t know what’s happening to me. I’m just so confused. Because I’ve never fixated on another man’s pouty lips before. I’ve never obsessed over the curve of another man’s body. I’ve never desired the feel of another man curled up against me. And when I discover Damon’s camboy site and—accidentally on purpose—subscribe to his live show, all bets are off. Because for the first time, I’m realizing that maybe the sweet, sassy boy next door is everything I never knew I needed.

I probably shouldn’t be in someone’s office that I don’t know, filming content for my site, but I quite like the view it affords me, and I really like that leather chair. I like it even more when the owner of the office turns out to be my grumpy, buttoned up boss, and he catches me in the act. Literally. He’s not happy about it, but he doesn’t leave, and I don’t stop. Suddenly, he’s around all the time. Watching me. Taunting me. Teasing me. It soon becomes a game. A game only we play. We are opposites in every single way. He can never be seen with someone like me, and I will never be enough for him. But the more we are around each other, the more I want to give him. Maybe we can see where this leads if our hearts don’t get broken first.