Finding my best-friend is my one and only mission. I thought maybe she’d been kidnapped, hurt, lost – I never imagined time travel. When I slide into a prehistoric lagoon, I know she must be here. Somewhere. But I’m not alone in this jungle. The moment I step onto dry land, it’s not a wild animal I’m facing off. It’s two primal, feral, filthy, dirty men. It’s not that they need a shower. No. These men need something else. I can see it in their eyes. Feel it in their touch. There’s only one thing these cave men want. And it’s me. Dear Reader, Storm and Carnage have been waiting a long time for Summer. Now that she’s come, maybe she’ll want to stay awhile. Who could blame her? She’s found herself two growly ass men with one thing on their mind: forever. Xo, Frankie