Gabriella Evans's life exists in terms of logic and definitions. She's holed up in Portland, Maine, for the summer to work on her PhD thesis, but something is screwing up her concentration: the rumble of a motorcycle every time the embodiment of her rough-and-tumble fantasies rides down her street.

When her best friend talks her into a blind date, she finds herself out with the opposite of her fantasy. He's polite and well-mannered, yet something behind his crisply tailored shirt doesn't add up—a rebellious gleam in his eye that piques her curiosity.

Orphaned at fifteen, Connor Starks has finally put the years of failing grades, breaking laws and breaking hearts behind him. The only holdover? His penchant for getting down and dirty in public places. But Gabriella makes him want to prove he's become a better man.

Nothing intrigues Gabriella more than a problem she can't solve. But the more Connor tries to bury his past, the more determined she is to uncover it. And what she finds makes all her trusty logic begin to fail her…

Jamie Matthews is stuck in a rut. After hitting a wall with her dream career, she's back in her hometown, living a life as monotonous as swimming laps in the neighborhood pool. Being surrounded by her perfect brothers is a painful reminder of her failure to launch. The last bonfire of the summer is an ideal way to let off steam, especially when she runs into Dean Trescott, the playboy friend she had one hot-as-hell night with back in high school.

Since the day Dean met Jamie, he's loved her beauty, talent, and smile that lit up the whole damn block. But dating isn't an option. She has a bright future ahead of her, and he refuses to chain her to his—helping run the family business that's barely staying afloat.

A "what-happens-in-Vegas" weekend was supposed to get their craving for each other out of their systems. But neither counted on the past repeating itself, drawing them together in even hotter and dirtier ways and dangling the possibility they might both be able to get exactly what they need…

Painful shyness isn't the only reason Mikey Pelletier is a twenty-five-year-old virgin. Between working for his parents and volunteering at his church, he neither has the time nor the inclination to admit his bisexuality to the world—or to himself.

A visit from Krissy Porter will hopefully fix everything. After three months of chatting with her, Mikey's got one carefully planned week to win her heart and lose his V-card. He's hoping he can pull it off, even with her roommate along for the ride.

Krissy has been drawn to Mikey for a while. He's so easygoing, she thinks he could be the calm in her storm. But there's an extra complication when she comes to visit: her friend-with-benefits, "hetero-flexible" roommate, Rafe.

During a week of revelations, intimacy, and kink, Krissy and Rafe become the angel and devil on Mikey's shoulders, tempting him in different directions. And all three of them discover that a week of pure deviance can lead to the most uncontrollable emotion of all: love.

After a week of pure deviance in Maine, Rafe, Krissy, and Mikey committed to giving this crazy triad thing a shot. Rafe has fallen harder than he ever believed possible, yet he can't fully be with his lovers. Not with the hundreds of miles separating them, or the doubts clamoring ever louder in his mind.

He's crisscrossing the country in a hot-ticket musical, and that success means months on the road. Sexy video chats keep the three connected, but nothing can keep Rafe's burning loneliness at bay. It doesn't help that his current tour stop is Atlanta, scene of the privileged upbringing—and so-called therapy—that almost killed him.

Rafe is determined to face his demons, but one visit home brings the damaging spiritual beliefs hammered into him from childhood spiraling back out of his past. And he is beginning to fear his love for Krissy and Mikey could condemn them all to everlasting punishment.