"He's a Brad or a Chad, not a Mortimer." The summer before college, Raffy finds out his roommate is named Mortimer. Raffy expects Mortimer to wear a sweater vest and high-rise pants. But Mortimer goes by Mook, and he's a popular, athletic jock: a kind, open, and friendly jock, who does his best to include shy Raffy in his social life. Raffy rations himself peeks at Mook dressing, undressing, and showering, and his eyes tend to wander when Mook wears loose basketball shorts. But Mook is definitely straight, and a jock at that. Way out of Raffy's league. And straight. "I'll spend all summer looking at what I can't have?" Raffy has mixed feelings when Mook joins n the same summer trip to Vanuatu that Raffy thought was all his. Raffy doesn't need to spend his summer tempted by the most beautiful guy he's ever seen, one he definitely can't have. "I have to share a bed with Mook?" Vanuatu is a tropical island paradise, but Mook and Raffy's room has only one bed. Mook doesn't mind cuddling Raffy after a long day exploring the island. It won't be a problem. Raffy can control himself. Or not. is a standalone gay romance with horny college freshmen, island cargo cults, a lecherous professor, a feel-good HEA, and a volcano of hot tropical love.