"Candy, why is your bed so big?" "? to fit my two boyfriends when we snuggle together at night." Only that's my father asking, staring at the bed in question. Oops. So yeah. Unruly Jethro and cocky Joel are now officially my boyfriends. My Candy Boys. I moved in with them, and I expected things to be tense, awkward. I was wrong. This feels so right, and well, hot. These boys are so hot. But with college starting, Jethro returning to work at the bookshop, and Joel starting his own business, everything's shifting. Not to forget the fact that Joel still hasn't confronted his parents about our relationship, that Jethro is still recovering from his dad's brutal attack, and that I feel insecure, well? Wait a sec. Insecure? Come on, Candy. That's BS. These boys love you. Yeah, I know. The boys and me, we're solid. However, doubt still lingers. I mean, Joel's parents hate each other. Jethro's dad killed his mom, for chrissakes-and my mom has acquired a sudden interest in sex toys and escort services. So I wonder if true love really exists. Love that doesn't fade over time. You know, the kind that withstands nightmares and bad jokes, unwashed dishes in the sink and lack of lube. Yeah, that happened. These boys own me. They're sweet, sexy and caring-but will they break my heart, or is this our happily ever after?