Graham Mercer likes things orderly.

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Historical documents should be preserved correctly. Coffee should taste the same every time he orders it. Boundaries should remain intact. And people definitely should not look at him the way Theresa Whitaker does when she leans across the counter of her chaotic little café and smiles like she already knows exactly how far she could push him.

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Unfortunately for Graham, The Ink House is not an orderly place.

The arts-district café comes with a murder-obsessed parrot, a pastry-thieving dog, chaotic regulars who treat the place like a second home, and an owner who somehow remembers everyone’s coffee order and emotional baggage.

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It also comes with a secret.

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Because upstairs, hidden behind a members-only door, The Ink House transforms into Private Press: a discreet sex club built on trust, curiosity, consent, and the freedom to explore the parts of yourself the world told you to hide.

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Tessa has rules about men like Graham.

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Careful men do not belong in her world. Responsible men eventually choose easier women. And emotionally safe men rarely want the woman who serves coffee by day, sex & chaos by night.

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So keeping things playful should be easy.

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Except Graham doesn’t treat her like something temporary.

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The more he uncovers about the hidden history of The Ink House, the deeper he becomes woven into the life Tessa built inside it. But when Graham’s work accidentally draws dangerous attention to the building, threatening the café, the club, and everything her family protected for generations, Tessa is forced to decide whether letting someone love her is worth risking the life she fought to keep.