For three years, I’ve worked for Robert Yarrow and Weston Fontaine.
They’re gorgeous. I notice—I’m not blind.
But they’re my bosses.
Then one night in Paris, we drink a very expensive bottle of wine together, and I discover I’m attracted to West and Rob.
Both of them.
Not good. Not good at all.
A year passes, and my feelings only get stronger.
It’s time for drastic action.
I make my plan.
A masked ball in a private club.
A disguise so good my own mother wouldn’t recognize me.
And a very naughty offer.
One night. No strings. And we keep our masks on.
What could possibly go wrong?