The last thing I was looking for was love. And the last place I expected to find it was in the middle of a threesome with my best friend and her man. After two years of celibacy triggered by grief, the plan was simple: one night of shared lust that we’d forget by morning. But between her mouth and his touch, I couldn’t forget any of it. I went in looking for a distraction, but I came out branded. They say you shouldn’t believe in love at first sight. Well, Lennox Steel believed he was in love at first fuck. And he didn’t care whose heart he had to break to prove it—and a selfish part of me was willing to let him. But our "first time" wasn’t just ours; it belonged to Stacy, and he did too.