The scent of strong coffee lingered in the air as Myla padded barefoot into the kitchen. The morning sun reflected golden light across the stone counters, and for a brief second it almost felt like a normal morning... like four adults living peacefully under the same roof.

Except it wasn’t normal. Having three hot men she wanted to do nasty things with under one roof was not ideal for her mental and emotional health at all. And neither was the hot sex they seemed to be having when ever they ...