Kaitlin MacGregor has rules—thirteen of them, to be exact.
They keep the money rolling in for grad school and her heart safely out of the hands of the men who call her at night looking for release.

She gives them aliens, zombies, and whatever dirty fantasy they pay for… all while keeping herself firmly off-limits.

Then Henry Sterling calls.

He isn’t looking for phone sex.
He’s looking for sleep.

Henry’s voice—low, tired, and unexpectedly intimate—slides under Kait’s skin in a way no caller ever has. One rule bends. Then another. Soon Kait is far more affected than she should be by a man she’s never met and a connection that’s starting to feel uncomfortably real.

Henry knows he should hang up. He’s an exhausted, high-flying lawyer with no business wanting the woman who makes his nights quieter—and his restraint unravel. But Kait’s wit, her warmth, her refusal to be what he expects? She’s impossible to forget.

The boundaries blur.
The pretending stops feeling harmless.

Because when the rules break…
they both do.