The Contestant

Mallory

I'm one girl. A girl who likes to pretend that she's someone else. Who likes to hide from a world who won't let her. 

I'm one celebrity. I won a show by losing a bunch of weight. If I'd known the price of winning, I never would have played. Now my body, which has regained some of its former curves, is under a microscope. It feels like my identity is tied solely to the number on a scale. 

It was one wrong number. I pretended to be someone I'm not and now? Now I'm in deep with two guys. Deep in lust and deep in trouble. 

Jacob and Ares

We're two guys. Two fabulously rich, self-made friends. 

We share a dark past. We share an apartment now, and a business we've put our backs and hearts into. We're going to share a future. When we see Mallory, with her vibrant red hair and delicious, curvy body, everything we have is at risk. Can we share a woman?

Two personalities. Jacob is a storm, dark and churning. He's a powderkeg, ready to blow. Ares is relaxed, golden like the summer sun. Cross him? He'll freeze you out. Two minds at odds, yet forever linked. 

Three lives thrown together. Three mouths greedily seeking passion. Six hands that can't get enough. Twenty toes peeking out from covers. A hundred reasons why this is a bad idea.