Laynee James thought she was getting an ordinary repair, but wow, guess she should’ve read the fine print. Enter Conner—the kind of electrician who works with his shirt half-unbuttoned and a smirk that could start wildfires. Laynee’s used to handling things herself, but the second this bad boy shows up, she’s blushing harder than a blown fuse. Forget harmless banter, their chemistry is lethal—like, "should we be wearing safety gear?" hot. Cable fixes turn into glances that linger, touches that stray, and, let’s be honest, neither Laynee nor Conner are leaving until every inch of that house has been ‘inspected.’ NaughtyAmerica brings you the ultimate tension release—expect moans louder than a faulty smoke detector and plenty of thunder between these sheets.