When a woman delivers a package to the fire station, Gabriel takes one look at it and throws her to the floor—right before it explodes. With a rattled and very feisty woman beneath him, his body’s reaction makes him wonder if his lover, Joey, will welcome a third in their bed.
Discovering that her ex sent her to deliver the package and that she’s in danger forces Gabriel’s protective instincts to the frontline. He has no choice but to take her to the only place she’ll be truly safe—the apartment he shares with Joey.
While Joey was looking forward to a night in with Gabriel, he can’t deny that Jayla adds a bit of spice—especially when the springs of the guest bed start squeaking. Between her little moans through the paper-thin walls and Gabriel’s restlessness, Joey doesn’t think he’ll survive a night let alone weeks of having Jayla there.
Infuriated that her ex put her in harm’s way and that the police can’t prove he is the one starting fires around the city with the same lethal mixture of chemicals, Jayla is determined to uncover the facts on her own. Only that means dragging the new hunky men in her life through the flames. And they don’t deserve to be burned.
The only way Jayla is leaving Gabriel and Joey’s sight is if she goes into witness protection and she’s far safer in their bed, sandwiched between them. Will they be able to convince their insatiable ward to let them handle the situation before anything more buildings go up in flames—and she becomes the target?