I needed inspiration for my book, and moving out of the busy city and into a small town seems like just the change I need. I’m going from serving fancy mimosas and martinis to on-tap beers, but the quiet life will suit me. At least, that’s what I think until I see the co-owner of the bar I’m interviewing at. He serves as the bouncer, and he has a body that the men in the city spend hundreds in gym fees to try to get.

I’m smitten, and if I can tend to his needs a little, maybe I’ll get that spark I need to finish my steamy story.