Ursula, in the midst of dealing with her mother and brother's death, gets sent to Alaska so her father, battling cancer, knows she is taken care of. While there she meets her new "roommates" a pack of males, five of them to be exact. She is thrust into a journey where she finds that love is sometimes unconditional, but death isn't an excuse to die. Excerpt: "What the hell do you want?" I demanded, eyes blazing. She just stared at me a moment, her eyes wandering to my clothes which consisted of boxers. She then cleared her throat, "I think I have the wrong address. I'm looking for Dalton and Jill Grady's kids." "What for?" I asked, ignoring the pounding in my head. "That is none of your business, now is it?" she spoke harshly, probably a side effect of me being so mean to her. I crossed my arms, "Being that I am one of them I'd like to disagree. Now what the fuck are you doing here looking for us?" I demanded. "Oh," she mumbled unsure. "I wasn't aware that there were males." "We are all male," I growled, since she had yet to answer my question. "Now answer the fucking question or I will slam this door in your face." "I'm Ursula Hawkins," she said with a raised brow. "Apparently I am staying with you for a while courtesy of our parents."