There are good and bad things in an undercover cop’s life. Mistaking the police chief’s luscious daughter for a prostitute? Bad, bad, bad. Finding out the babe is a black belt who will soon be posing as your wife on a sting operation? Oh baby, so good. For lawman Conor Richmond, playing house while trying to crack a burglary ring means a chance to make amends to Jessica Nelson for the, urn, unfortunate pat-down. And with the arrival of a heart-shaped mattress, a faux bearskin rug, chocolate and champagne, Conor’s well on his way to making sure their charade looks, feels, and tastes blissfully real. Jessica comes from a long line of cops-shoot, her teething ring was a pair of handcuffs – and she’s had it. She wants a normal life with a husband who doesn’t think procedurals are foreplay. Still, if going undercover will help her dad, she’s willing to do it. But her resolution to keep her cool around the smug, sexy Conor – a man who can arouse her with one naughty wink – will be tough. Who knew staking out bad guys while staging full-on make out sessions would be such a rush? Suddenly, Jessica’s having second thoughts about giving up police work – and a certain hot cop. Now, with the temperature rising – both on the case and in the bedroom – two relentless, funny, exasperating, hot-blooded and head-over-heels cops are in danger of blowing their cover – with each other.