Can his love survive her deepest fantasy? College is where you discover who you are… Check! It’s where you start to take control… Check! It’s where you experiment, try new things, and make mistakes… Check! Check! Double-check! REBECCA: After paying for classes and textbooks, I’m so broke I can’t find a mechanic to fix my brakes. They’re all so money-obsessed, they even rejected my promise of brownies! Then I get a lead on another college student, a photography major who fixes cars. His name is Jack, and he’s tall, ripped, and already angry with me. Also, he’s bleeding from a head wound because I just knocked him over with my car. Jack and I strike a deal. I need brakes, and he needs a model for his classes. Since I’ll also get experience and a modeling portfolio, it’s happily ever after, right? Wrong. Jack’s photography project is so wrong for me. It’s a high-concept, avant garde study of a sexy modern pin-up girl. Jack’s edgy photos cross the boundaries of good taste. He wants extreme poses, even in public, even with strangers. Intimate poses. I’m totally serious about my modeling… but can I be that confident? Can I be that brave? In our sessions, we enter realms where I feel… a little too happy. I start doing things I don’t expect. Things that feel right. To make things worse, I’ve fallen for the brooding, obsessed photographer. When we’re working, we each know exactly what the other needs. Jack and I are a the perfect team. It’s happily ever after, right? Wrong. I want Jack with every ounce of my heart… but I’m not the kind of girl he deserves. Because his project has brought me face to face with my deepest fantasy. His photos triggered a chain reaction inside me, and I can’t keep it buried any longer. My fantasy makes Jack’s sexy photos look G-rated in comparison. Jack deserves a good girl, a wholesome girl… not me. For a while I was winning at college. Now it looks like I’ve finally found something I can’t joke, tease, or flirt my way out of. It’s tearing me in half. What do you do when your heart pulls one way, and your desire pulls you another?