Chicago Racketeers

I don’t do casual hookups, so I have no idea what to expect when I meet not one, but three hot guys who are into me. I’m an introverted, failing-book-shop-owning, romance-writer wanna be. But after my dating disaster at a hockey game—all caught on the jumbotron—I somehow have the attention of three men. Nathan Armstrong is the hot, older, sophisticated billionaire owner of the team. Why does this man want a night with me? I’m baffled… but I’m not saying no. I should also say no to the romantic, suave, brilliant team doctor, Michael Hughes.

I always imagined bringing my hot, charming, amazing new boyfriend home for Christmas. And I thought about how great it would be to meet his parents too. But I never really thought about what that might look like if I was dating three men. Together. As in, what it would be like if we were all dating each other. And now it's here. Our first Christmas. And our first chance to be together...with our families.

Sex is a fantastic stress reliever. Or so I'm told by the two hot guys who offer to help me get over some of my work-induced anxiety by getting under both of them. I say yes—for one night—and proceed to have my world rocked—for three days. I can not afford that kind of distraction. As fun as it was, I have a business to run, a loan to pay off, and a life to live that does not include any extra commitments or responsibilities. Especially not a golden retriever hockey player and a bossy billionaire who are in love with each other and want to make me the third in their long-term plans.