Savage in the streets,
Mechanical between the sheets...

Or at least that's what I'm being told. Now I know why I never make it past date five.

Jenna Savage here. Attorney. Reality TV watcher. Hopeless romantic. Forever alone...

If only I could deprogram the aggressively bland bedroom habits I've adapted out of my system and become the savage I'm meant to be.

Of course, in order to do that, I need help. And who better to be my mentor than Weston Singer, my best friend and a total stud.

We laid out the rules, determined to maintain our friendship during my 'training.' But wouldn't you know it, my heart had other plans.

Now, I'm hopelessly in love with a man who has always been a love 'em and leave 'em type of guy. I should have seen this coming.

Is it possible he feels the same way?

Or am I doomed to forever long for a man I can never have?