Who knew a blizzard could bring so much heat?

I’m not worried about the freak snowstorm in March stranding me in my brother’s cabin in the Minnesota woods. I’m here to drown myself in textbooks—and junk food—and get ready for my big exams, so another couple of days won’t matter.

Except, three of my brother’s friends are also stranded here with me.

Their guys’ get-away started early thanks to my matchmaking grandmother and now we’re all trapped together.

Okay, I’m maybe a little worried.

Not because I’m scared. Uh…nope, that’s not why my heart is pounding so hard suddenly.

Mischievous blue eyes. Flirty grins. Sexy innuendoes. Sweet caregiving. Hunky muscles, tattoos, big…feet.

You get the idea.

I generally find animals easier to deal with than people, especially men. That’s why I’ve been so focused on veterinary school rather than dating. It’s also probably why I still have my v-card. (Fine, it’s definitely why).

But I’ve hit the testosterone jackpot and this is the perfect opportunity to practice my flirting. Or get some advice about men. Or maybe even something more.

My inexperience is such a nuisance. But the more time I spend with the cinnamon roll firefighter Wyatt, the golden retriever millionaire Jackson, and the broody fire Chief Luke, the more I think one of them might be happy to help *ahem* expand my horizons.

The problem is, I can’t choose between them. So maybe they’ll all be willing tohelp a girl out…

I've always been the feisty side-kick who's up for anything. I don't need to be the main attraction. I'm fine being the fun girl who always has a hot take on a good time.

For instance, the night I sneak into the Chicago Racketeers New Year's Eve Party, I find myself trapped in an elevator with a gorgeous grump of a hockey player, before we're rescued by a sexy fireman who catches Mr. Hockey's hand in my . . . shapewear.

Talk about hot.

But the temperature only rises from there.

Turns out, the grouchy goalie needs a fake fiancée to earn his inheritance. I'm not real girlfriend material (my ex was clear about that), but I agree to help him out with the temporary farce.

Then I run into my ex-boss—the one I shared a steamy kiss with just before I quit. I'd forgotten how devastatingly dirty and charming the British golden retriever billionaire can be. And that cinnamon roll firefighter? He wants me too.

Did I mention he and my billionaire are also into each other?

Each of them makes me feel desired and adored, but when it's all four of us together we're absolutely on fire.

Good thing this is only until the inheritance is finalized and my billionaire goes back to London. This could never last for long without someone getting burned.

You've met both our heroine, Elise Starling, and one of the heroes, Racketeers goalie, Blake Wilder, in previous Emma Foxx books, now it's their turn to heat things up (with two other sexy, charming heroes, of course!) If you like your romance with extra spice and lots of laughs, then Why Choose with Some Like It Hot!