My heroes wear blue… or nothing at all. 

It's my first night in the city and everything goes wrong.
I'm left to crash the night in my car. All alone on the side of the road.
Then, two gorgeous cops come to my rescue. 
Derek the sexy flirt. 
Brett the quiet and intense protector.
Sparks fly and we can no longer control our deepest, darkest desires.
Handcuffs, batton sticks... oh my!
My actions leave no alibi...
And my love life is ruined...
Because one night with these two makes it impossible want anything less. 
Next thing I know, I've got the two hottest roommates ever. 
Should I be a good girl and end this charade?
Good cop or bad cop?

If you ask me - bad is so much better...