Grant had found his perfect man…wrapped in silk and lace.

Grant had always loved more feminine men. A sexy guy in lingerie just did it for him. But when you looked more like a bouncer than an insurance agent, the pretty guys ran for the hills. Carter seemed different, though. When he looked at Grant, he saw the real man underneath the tattoos and muscles. Could Grant make him understand that he liked Carter just the way he was, or would Carter’s doubts keep them apart?

Carter had found his perfect man…sweet, sexy, and built like a tank.

Grant didn’t seem to mind Carter’s more feminine look, but was he too good to be true? One bad date after another had left Carter gun-shy. Now he had Mr. Right standing at his doorway. Did he have the courage to be himself and let Grant in, or would his fears keep them apart?

It wasn’t stalking.

Lane just did his best to make sure he was at the right place at the right time to watch the sexy, tattooed hunk get his coffee in the afternoon. The tattooed hunk who had to be straight, no matter how badly Lane wanted to imagine otherwise.

He’d somehow collected a stalker.

Wilder wasn’t quite sure what he was going to do about the admirer he’d picked up on his afternoon lunch break. When he overheard two men talking about him, he should have ignored them or found a way to let the sweet, shy guy know he wasn’t interested—because Wilder was straight, wasn’t he?

When one guy isn’t as shy as he seems and the other isn’t quite as straight as he thinks, they just might be able to make it work.

Eli knows who he is, and he’s tired of hiding it.

Exhausted and at the end of his rope, Eli’s not just in the closet when it comes to his family, he’s so far in he’s starting to lose himself. When Elijah, the straight, boring businessman to his family, and Eli, the blogger and lingerie model to everyone else, start to clash, Eli begins to realize how much it’s affecting every part of his life…especially with Roman, the fiery photographer that drives Eli crazy.

Roman’s tired of insanity and drama queens, even sexy ones who make his pulse race.

A bad breakup left Roman broke and skeptical of getting involved again, especially with a brat who feeds off drama. With his bank account and patience drained, Roman feels cornered and at his limit. Leashes and Lace was supposed to be a fresh start for the photographer, but with Eli showing up at every turn, he’s not sure if he’s found a new career path or made the worst decision of his life.

When killing each other isn’t an option, there’s only one way to release all the passion that flares between them, but sex can’t solve everything…or can it?