Lost For Christmas

World of Warcraft is my preferred method of decompression. It allows me to sink into BloodKnight's world. He's my alternate personality in a universe that's not filled with the drama this one is. A place where Adam Damien and his problems don't exist. And damn, I have many. An ex who loves spreading lies for no other reason than to hurt me and keep my daughter away from me. A cop who has made sure the entire force harasses me as much as he does. And two men who have my heart. As if my life isn't complicated enough. TraumaBull, Adrian Sloan, has been my best friend since we were in diapers. We grew up together. We've watched each other enter relationships and fail at them. With epic proportions. We've always been there to pick each other up, but he has no idea he owns me. And then there's MoonFire. He's my Healer in the game. He has no idea that he does the same for me in real life. He fills in the cracks of my armor with his quick wit and sexy voice. And I have no idea who he is in real life. Fantasy starts blurring into reality. Every daydream I have involves MoonFire and TraumaBull, until they start fading into Adrian and Jake, the hot guy from the coffee shop who sounds a lot like my onscreen healer. Before I can stop it, all of our hearts are tragically close to being annihilated. And it's all my fault... This book is a small town, single dad, biker, best friends to lovers, mystery lover, MMM romance with adult themes, a lying ex, and explicit language and scenes that may not be suitable for all readers.