Advice from my future self: Don't ask your best guy friend to give you nookie lessons. Oops. Too late. I already begged my rock star BFF to give me lessons in seduction. And sweet, strong, always-has-my-back Shep already let me down easy, proving I have zero game, even with people who profess to care about me. Now, I'll never live down my embarrassment or figure out why I'm a failure with the opposite sex. Or so I assume ... until Shep changes his mind, agreeing to three weeks of red-hot study buddy time before he goes on tour and we part ways as friends. Shep swears he can't give me what I need in a real relationship, but the more time we spend together, the more certain I am he's the only one who can. And I'm going to pull out all the stops to convince my uber-protective tutor that I can handle anything life - or love - throws our way.