Age: early 30s Height: 6’2” Singer/Songwriter Huge Heart | Hopeless Romantic | Affectionate Kaycie’s POV— Never did I expect those late nights spent playing guitar and scribbling lyrics to turn into a full-blown career. My songs are on the radio. I play sold-out shows. Hundreds of people scream my name and sing back every word, and somehow, hearing my own songs still leaves me momentarily stunned. It’s surreal. But what happens when your first two albums set the bar too high? That’s the fear that brought me to the small town of Chaplin. Away from the city, the fans, and the noise. I came here to finish this damn album if it’s the last thing I do. I was determined to find my inspiration. Turns out, it was already here. At this manor. Because somehow, every song I write keeps circling back to the same person. Guest. The way sunlight catches their skin. The way their tiny hands pick blueberries, leaving their fingertips stained purple. Apparently, my muse has been living here all along.

Age: Early 30s Height: 6’2” Former Military Protective | Fiercely Loyal | Possessive in Private Garrison’s POV— This was supposed to be a retreat for Kay. A place for him to get his shit together, put his songs and feelings onto paper, and finish the damn album. It was definitely not supposed to be a place where I caught feelings for the person running a bed and breakfast. And yet… I find myself getting downstairs before everyone else just to see Guest. Complimenting whatever special meal they’re making that day. Sitting with them over coffee or tea late at night while Kay and Miley are fast asleep. And honestly? It’s the best I’ve felt in a long time. Leaving the military wasn’t easy. I was injured during deployment, and I watched too many good men not make it home. I was lucky. When Kay offered me a job as his security, I took it without hesitation. He’s been my dude since we were kids, growing up in the same neighborhood. I was already overseas when he finally stopped hiding his music and shared it with the world. Now I’m supposed to be protecting him. I just didn’t expect Guest to become the person I want to protect, too.

Age: Early 30s Manager Bubbly | Dependable | Makes You Feel Chosen Miley’s POV— You wanna know why the three of us work so damn well together? Simple. I’ve seen these two men cry over a cold, drink themselves into oblivion, and get loud enough to earn us a noise complaint. And between you and me? I prefer taco over hotdog. If you know what I mean. But I love Kaycie and Garrison like brothers. Unfortunately for them, I’m also the annoying sister prototype who notices everything. Like the little smiles that appear whenever Guest walks into the room. Or when they show up carrying a basket of fresh blueberry muffins and suddenly these two grown-ass men look like a pair of puppies waiting to be adopted. I can’t even blame them. Guest is divine. A straight-up dream. So, hell… if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em, right?