Being a romance writer means finding inspiration in unexpected places—and from the moment I met Dallin, I knew I’d found my perfect muse.

He was everything women fantasize about—tall, tattooed, and utterly irresistible. Oh, and did I mention he was wildly successful too? He swept me off my feet and straight into his bed, awakening desires in me that, until then, had only existed in the pages of my books.

He was the rebellious bad boy on a motorcycle. I was the sweet girl next door. Together, we were perfect.

Or at least, I thought we were.

When Dallin invites his childhood best friends, Trey and Parker, to stay with us, I quickly realize their bond runs far deeper than friendship.

Dallin doesn’t just want me for himself—he wants to share me. With both of them.

And that’s not all. Because as it turns out, they don’t just share me—they share each other too.