Arctic Cruise. Check.
Threesome … Pending.
I had a sound plan. Place an ad, get two guys, and live out one of my deepest darkest fantasies.
Easy as pie.
Or so I thought.
Then I met Mr. boy-next-door, Cooper Whitmore, and Mr. dark and mysterious, Jared Carrington.
What’s the saying about the best-laid plans?
Two men, steamy times, and the Christmas holiday.
What could possibly go wrong?
Danger! Men with big umm … egos can be hazardous to your health.
Have you ever had a moment of pure insanity, landing you up against an elevator wall with a total stranger?
Just me then, huh?
Well, he wasn’t exactly unknown, but that’s besides the point.
The second I met Jared Carrington, I couldn’t decide if I wanted to throat punch him or kiss him. Choosing the latter was a mistake of epic proportions, and after two of the best months of my life, he broke my heart.
If you’re on the fence about hooking up with a guy like him, use my story as a cautionary tale. Stay away from arrogant jerks with skillful hands and a tongue that…
You get the point.