Triple Daddy Heat

One man has never been enough for me.
Three men… and I’m just getting started.

I’d noticed wickedly gorgeous, panty-dropping Boone Gentry from the moment he’d walked into Last Call, the tavern where I worked. I’d only been carrying cocktails for a few weeks, but every Saturday night Boone was a fixture at the bar getting shit-faced until closing. That was until a woman abandoned her baby on the barstool next to his, claiming he might be the daddy.

I found myself getting tangled up with not only Boone, but his two equally outstanding looking cousins, Tucker and Vince, who seemed to not only share their incredibly successful tech business and their luxury ranch, but also their women… just whose baby was this? I’d stay until they learned the truth, then I was outta there.

Nanny duty by day, and oh-so-hot nights dripping with intoxicating pleasure that exceeded even my most wickedly dirty fantasies spoiled me for anything resembling normal. I couldn’t stay… I shouldn’t stay… this thing we shared would certainly never last… or would it?