A Kiss For Three
by Tessa Kelwyn
💖 When your work turns into an unexpected romance…
- Genre
- New Adult
- Chapters
- 30
- Status
- Completed
- Reads
- 918
18+Review by Julia ·
Iris Lowell is paid to temp husbands and deliver proof of unfaithfulness. She is New York’s sharpest marital investigator who wants to give people the truth.
When two wealthy people separately hire her to test different men, tech mogul Adrian Cole and French painter Nico Moreau, she does not realise the truth until it is too late. Adrian and Nico are best friends. Instead of ruining her, they see through her. They decide to offer her an unexpected truce, one night on their hidden rooftop with no lies allowed.
What starts as a three-way alliance turns into a slow-burning friendship charged with chemistry. As Iris digs deeper, she learns of a big twist: her clients are betraying their vows.
She is caught between duty and desire; she must choose to reveal the truth or protect a true connection. Years later, she has moved on, yet keeps a photo of the rooftop as her compass.
Themes Discussed in A Kiss For Three
🏷️ The price of integrity
🎯 Betrayal and truth
🚻 Gender and power dynamics
Reasons to Read A Kiss For Three
🌀 Each scene offers emotional tension
🗽 Charming NYC ambience
🤩 Strong and charismatic characters
Meet The Main Characters
👩 Iris Lowell
Iris is guarded and witty. She has built her reputation by playing the perfect temptation. But when honesty enters her game, she understands what she is really missing in her life.
👨🏻 Adrian Cole
Adrian hides behind logic until Iris challenges his control. Beneath his tough exterior lies a man with incredible tenderness.
🧑 Nico Moreau
Nico has the ability to read people like paint on a canvas. To him, Iris is no con artist; she is a muse, and he is not afraid to say it. He learns that some hearts should not be divided; they should be shared.
🔥 A clever and emotionally-charged urban romance you will adore…
A Kiss For Three synopsis
New York’s sharpest “marital investigator,” Iris Lowell, is paid to tempt husbands and deliver proof. On the same day, two heiresses hire her to test tech magnate Adrian Cole and painter Nico Moreau—only for Iris to discover the men are inseparable best friends who spot her game, unmask her without malice, and invite a rule-bound truce on their secret rooftop fort.
What follows is a slow-burn knot of wit, three-way tenderness, and inconvenient honesty that threatens Iris’s creed. As she gathers evidence that the wives are the ones actually cheating, desire flares: Adrian and Nico quietly compete, and the longing between all three becomes impossible to ignore. Iris must decide whether to exploit the truth—or protect the rare decency she’s found.
Years later, she has moved on… but keeps a single rooftop photo as her compass.
Read A Kiss For Three – chapter 1
I’m lying between two men on a bed big enough to be mistaken for a sacrament. My chest rises and falls like I’ve raced a storm and won by a breath. I turn left. Amused eyes and a grin that could melt me. I turn right. Greenish-grey eyes, unreadable yet deep enough to make me shiver.
I hold each gaze for a beat that stretches long enough to feel like a promise, or a warning. Heat diffuses under my skin; the city hums beyond the window like it’s trying not to interrupt. Two hands rise—one from each side—hovering, then resting against my neck, gentle, a mirror touch. I close my eyes and swallow, tasting adrenaline and something sweeter.
Here we lay; him, I, and his best friend. Two of my “targets;” two men who almost destroyed my career. And their own, too.
Let’s not start here.
Let’s wind back to the day I chose the first crack.
***
I never trusted mornings. They come in washed and eager, peddling redemption like bodega flowers—bright, overpriced, dead by nightfall. Still, I took mine the usual way: coffee black in a chipped porcelain cup that’s survived six moves and one spectacularly ill-advised marriage.
New York purred outside my Midtown window—sirens stitching the avenues, steam shouldering through grates, a bus sighing as if it also regretted last night.
People imagine a private investigator’s office as a nest of secret files and red string. Cute. I don’t hunt men with paper; I hunt them with questions. My wardrobe is honest about it—garment racks with everything from courthouse blazers to nightclub sequins, wigs lined like chess pieces, heels stacked like ammunition. But the real work starts with a mouth and ears.
The buzzer crackled. “Ms. Lowell? Serena Cole for you.”
Tropes
- Love Triangle
- Betrayal
- Romantic Suspense
- Secret
- Urban
- Triple Pleasure
- Romance