No one has ever pushed me to my limits like these four men.
I’m excited when I’m given a promotion to tour manager at Club Red — until I find out I’ll be crowded into a van with four alpha-hole revue dancers, trying to keep them in line while they travel to other venues.
Their bodies may be physical perfection, but the men are infuriating and frustrating, and they seem determined to push every one of my buttons.
Colin is a cocky f-boy who thinks every woman wants him, including me. I’m determined not to feed his ego, but his wicked grin gives my body other ideas.
Tall, dark, and smart-mouthed Jordan exists to torment me, ready with a clever comeback for every comment. I hate him, and I also hate how much I want him.
Owen is sullen and moody, until he gets on stage and dazzles both me and every woman in the audience with his panty-soaking moves.
Rough and rugged Zane and I have one night of history together, a night I’ve begged him not to mention to the others, but his mouth is apparently as big as other parts of his anatomy!
They’re all so irritating that I manage to mostly overlook how hot they are … until the night we’re forced to share a room, and all of the energy we’d put into fighting with each other gets channeled into more pleasurable activities.
It’s a spectacular lapse in judgment on my part, and I can’t let it happen again. I’m their boss, and what we did together is against the rules. I need this job, no matter how frustrating it is.
But my common sense and willpower have apparently met their match. Resisting them is futile, especially when I find out there’s a lot more to them than meets the eye. Can we move from being enemies to something much more than friends?
