This is a book in series, but can be read as a standalone. Some spoilers ahead. 
 4.5 stars for this contemporary M/M romance. 
 Dylan Price is an avowed gold digger. He wants a sugar daddy in the worst way. He works as a waiter at a West Hollywood restaurant/club where many of the elite gay come to enjoy the view in the hope of enticing a silver fox. One night he's offered a big tip to play up to the geeky, bow-tie wearing college professor whose birthday is being celebrated. Dylan's keen. Especially since the birthday man, Simon, is adorable, if shy. He's also not old enough (or wealthy enough) to satisfy Dylan's requirements, but they do hit it off. In fact, having no better prospects, Dylan decides to spend the night with Simon. Why not, right? Their tryst is more tender than Dylan's accustomed to having, and he leaves satisfied. 
 Still on the hunt for a meal ticket, Dylan throws himself at Ed, a boorish movie producer. They are about to get freaky when a strange call comes on Ed's second phone and their sexytimes are aborted with a plan to meet up again--though Ed stands Dylan up. Not long after Dylan finds Ed had some dealings with the wrong people, and Dylan's being stalked by Ed's driver, and--making matters worse--an inexplicable horde of Mexican enforcers might-could want him dead. 
 Having no safe place to turn, Dylan heads for Simon's home. Simon is a bit cool, thinking Dylan's sexual services had been hired by his friends the night of his birthday. Dylan removes all doubt of prostitution, however, and instead gets Simon to hire him as a lifestyle consultant. And, when the cops come knocking, they take their experimental friendship on the road to Vegas. 
 This was a bit of a thrill ride, with satisfying sexytimes, and constant plot twists. I had a nostalgic rom-com (Okay, I admit channeling Romancing the Stone) feeling bubbling within as I devoured the pages. Dylan, in his shameless search for a man to care for him, actually finds a man who cares about him. 
 My favorite part of the whole book: 
 At last, Simon picked a table, and, taking a seat, he offered a stack of his chips to Dylan. Dylan declined. He wouldn't have if he was with some rich guy--like Ed--but Simon didn't have a bottomless wallet. He had no problem spending Simon's money on Simon, but using it for himself was giving him pangs of guilt. This was a new and alarming development. He was gradually becoming the world's worst gold digger. Dylan absently brushed his new tie as he plunked down his own hundred bucks. 
 The mystery surrounding Ed, the Mexicans, and a string of dead bodies is written pretty tight. Dylan gets all that is due him, including an Avengers bow-tie especially selected by his fave nerdy professor, Simon. 
 I received an advanced review copy via NetGalley.