He's a grumpy silver fox tattoo artist, and I'm the bookworm next door. After being married for almost fifteen years, I never expected my husband to ask for an open marriage so we can "explore" and "find happiness." I also never expected my hot older neighbor to be the one who dries my tears. He is every good girl's bad boy fantasy come to life. Well over six feet and covered in ink, he's got a gruff voice and attitude to match, but while he's been known to be a bear to other people, he's only ever a cub with me. A summer fling with Ian Stone leads me down a path of self-discovery and kink exploration that destroys everything I thought I knew about myself, and what I want in a relationship. The deeper we tumble, the more I want him. But Ian has only ever promised me his hands and his mouth.

  Not his heart. That's not what this is, and I need to remember that before I lose myself in another unrealistic fantasy.