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 read about—tall, tattooed, and irresistibly delicious. Oh, did I mention successful too? He swept me off my feet and right into his bedroom where he awakened things in me, I had only ever wrote about. He was the bad boy who rode a motorcycle, 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 is more than meets the eye to their lifelong relationship. Dallin wants to share me. Amongst all three of them. But there’s more than that, because it turns out they like to share each other too.