Halfway through her first year on the job, Melissa Montclair decides the best part of teaching is winter break. And the best part of break is the Perfect Ten she meets in a bar on New Year’s Eve. Why not celebrate a semester under her belt with a Perfect Ten in her pants? The one night affair is all she hoped for, until she walks into school a week later and sees Mr. Ten is Student Twenty-nine on her roll call. She should be mortified—and she is—but that doesn’t stop her from banging him again. And again. And again. So much for job security. Posing as an exchange student at Hamilton High is finally the assignment Officer Spence Vega has been hoping for. Now he has a shot at getting to the bottom of the town’s recent molly epidemic. There’s only a couple of problems: first, history is taught by the curvy bombshell he banged on New Year’s. Second, his growing suspicion is that she’s the dealer he’s looking for. The job was supposed to be an easy in-and-out, not the teacher. If only they could stop getting under the covers, staying undercover would be so much easier.

Miranda Rose absolutely lives for writing. Unfortunately, there aren’t many readers that live for her books. At least she can distract herself from bad reviews with her favorite hobby - trolling Charlie Shivers online. That dinosaur smut peddler wouldn’t know literature if it mounted him from behind. And, for further distraction, she meets the world’s hottest guy at her favorite writing conference, and when he mounts her from behind, she forgets all about that wannabe author. Until she realizes Mr. Hottie Pants isn’t the cover model she’d presumed. He’s her archenemy in the flesh, Charlie Shivers. She’s mortified! And yet she still can’t keep her pants on around him. Joe McCoy, aka Charlie Shivers, is over the moon attending his first Romancing The World conference as a panelist, especially when he meets the smoking author at the bar. But now that he’s discovered the true identity of his one-night stand, he’s tangled in a sticky web, thicker than a spider shifter (dibs on writing that one next!) Though, sleeping with the enemy is kind of hot. And scandalous. And awesome. But then he finds himself falling hard for the too-serious novelist, and now he’s pretty sure there’s no way he’ll make it out on top.

Meredith definitely drank too much last night. Why on earth else would she have woken up without her purse, and the distinct memory of giving her number to a stripper? So gross. The good news is, she never has to see him again. Except to get her purse. And to discover she did another terrible, horrible, very bad thing while drunk- she accidentally became a professional penis photographer. Rob wishes more people would believe him when he says he truly is stripping his way through journalism school. It's the only way Millennials can afford school with no student loans. When Meredith quite literally stumbles across his path, he's super smitten. Sadly, she is less so once she sobers up. Can he trick her into dating him? Can she trick her mother into thinking she has a respectable job? And can anyone recover once the internet picks up their story? It's a long shot for both of them.

Charity has a bit of a nervous tic... she steals things. It's not normally a problem, because she doesn't tend to get very nervous around her stable of book boyfriends. But when she accidentally goes on a blind date with a cop, albeit the hottest cop alive, she can't seem to stop herself from grabbing everything in sight. Leo wants a family, not a criminal record. But there's something about the curvy bombshell of a thief he's been set up with that he can't stop thinking about. Or falling into bed with. He needs to keep his hands off of her. She needs to keep her hands off of... literally everything. There's no hope for a cop and a klepto. Or is there?