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Jamie It’s not exactly what I’d call the ideal situation—being introduced to your bio-dad’s best mate only to realize he’s the sexy older guy you hooked up with a couple of weeks ago—but it’s also not the worst thing to ever happen in history. The way I see it, this is fate. The universe is throwing Shay Kelly in my path again because it knows how much I’ve been dying for another shag with him. I have four weeks before I need to go back to London, and I know exactly how I’d like to spend that time. And fortunately for me, Shay’s just as keen for a repeat or ten as I am. All we need is a few ground rules to keep this little fling in check… Rule One: It’s temporary Makes sense—neither of us do the long-term bit. And it’s not like we can continue with this once I move back to London. Rule Two: No dates, just sex Easy peasy—sex is the best part of dating anyway. Rule Three: We keep it between us Perfect—sneaking around and concocting elaborate lies is a right turn on. Rule Four: No falling in love Love? Me? In four weeks? There’s a better chance of me inventing the solution to climate change. Warning: this book is not appropriate for anyone who doesn’t like laughing, anyone who doesn’t like British slang, and anyone who doesn’t like smokin’ hot older guys and sexy red-haired twinks having lots of sex and trying not to fall in love. *Happily Ever After included
Fun loving veterinarian Carla Krasinski is finally taking her dream vacation—a week in Key West. Working overnights in emergency means she sees all the critical cases... and no sun. So this week will be seven full days of brainless meandering and sunbathing. No life-saving decisions. No winter-white skin to make a vampire quiver with envy. Nope. Just a week-long stroll under the palm trees. Having her sister out of prison means Carla’s babysitting duties of her niece are also moot this week. And the fact her new boyfriend proposed and expects an answer when she returns? Well, that’s what a week of no decisions is for, right? She’s one cabana boy shy of unadulterated bliss. When DEA Agent Gunner Fitz gets the call that a possible drug deal is going down—by a woman he incarcerated and who just got released—he knows he has to follow the lead to Florida. Not only will this woman lead him to the crime boss, but also his abducted sister, the reason he went into this field in the first place. Catch the bad guy, free the girl. He’s got this. But Gunner gets sidetracked by a woman on the plane, one whose laugh captivates him. After scant minutes in her presence, Gunner knows unequivocally this is the woman he’s going to marry. And then he gets the email: the woman who has ensnared him is the very woman he’s supposed to trail. If Gunner tells her the truth about his mission, he’ll lose her. If he lies, he’ll lose her. And when Carla’s only choice is to assist Gunner on his mission, her decisions become a matter of life or death.
Jamie It's not exactly what I'd call the ideal situation--being introduced to your bio-dad's best mate only to realize he's the sexy older guy you hooked up with a couple of weeks ago--but it's also not the worst thing to ever happen in history. The way I see it, this is fate. The universe is throwing Shay Kelly in my path again because it knows how much I've been dying for another shag with him. I have four weeks before I need to go back to London, and I know exactly how I'd like to spend that time. And fortunately for me, Shay's just as keen for a repeat or ten as I am. All we need is a few ground rules to keep this little fling in check... Rule One: It's temporary Makes sense--neither of us do the long-term bit. And it's not like we can continue with this once I move back to London. Rule Two: No dates, just sex Easy peasy--sex is the best part of dating anyway. Rule Three: We keep it between us Perfect--sneaking around and concocting elaborate lies is a right turn on. Rule Four: No falling in love Love? Me? In four weeks? There's a better chance of me inventing the solution to climate change. Warning: this book is not appropriate for anyone who doesn't like laughing, anyone who doesn't like British slang, and anyone who doesn't like smokin' hot older guys and sexy red-haired twinks having lots of sex and trying not to fall in love. *Happily Ever After included
A Hollywood princess mixing business and pleasure with my hot bodyguard is a headline I’ll gladly live up to. After a messy breakup, I promised myself—no more dating. Then my new bodyguard walks in. He’s nothing like the men in my world. He’s rugged and real. But I’m only a job to him. But the longer we’re forced together, the harder it gets to fight our feelings. He starts seeing the real me—not the woman plastered all over the tabloids. So, I make him an offer: a no strings attached relationship that will end as soon as his job is over. I just wasn’t prepared for him to know my secrets, to fall in love with him, and how hard it’d be when it was time to say goodbye.
Blake At 43 I’m supposed to have everything figured out, and if you’d asked me six months ago I’d have said I did: head of my own tech company, beautiful fiancée, amazing future all planned out...life was perfect. Or, at least, I thought it was… So now I’m in New York after selling my company and fleeing San Jose, and for the first time in as long as I can remember I have nothing to fill my day—no meetings, no reports, no tests, no launch parties—and that’s how I manage to get hooked on Warpath 4 and somehow find myself sexting with a guy almost twenty years younger than me. Say what? Okay, here’s the thing: it didn’t start out dirty. It was all completely tame. Mild. Conversational. But then conversation turned to flirting, and flirting turned to dirty talk. And, well…let’s just say things escalated from there… But it’s just a bit of fun. Right? It’s not like anything would ever work in real life. I’m too old, he’s still closeted. And let’s not get started on how I’m supposedly straight. It’s just way too messy. Definitely best if we never actually meet each other... But what if we already have? Turns out my virtual f*ck buddy is actually Owen Kelly, my best friend’s kid brother. Which leaves me pretty much screwed… Warning: This book is not appropriate for anyone who doesn’t like laughing, anyone who doesn’t like the word ‘daddy’, or anyone who doesn’t like when hot older guys and gorgeous younger guys have a hella lot of super-steamy sex. *Happily Ever After included
No matter where he finds himself, Sam Pickering's thoughts invariably return to his roots. Whether traipsing through a New England field near his home, overhearing a conversation at the local coffee shop, or enjoying idle time in Nova Scotia, he finds connections in life that always seem to lead him back to Tennessee.
My brother is an idiot. He won the lottery and invested all of his money in a run-down bowling alley. Since he's barely making it, he moved in with me. Great. Having him around the house isn't the worst thing in the world, but he does make a mess like nobody's business. My friends Zeke, Jessie, and Kayden keep me sane but there's only so much they can do. And it's definitely not the worst thing in the world when his old friend, Ryker, moves to town. The second I lay eyes on him, I'm hot under the collar. He makes my body burn in longing and freeze in desperation at the exact same time. When he talks, I don't listen to anything he says because I'm staring at that hard jaw and those kissable lips like I already own them. But he's a bed hopper. A playboy. A heartbreaker. I'm all down for some hot, sweaty, yummy sex even if it doesn't have a fairy tale ending. I've been down that road before. I know the drill. But with Ryker, it's different. Because I know I'll fall in love with him. For now, I'll steer clear of him and keep my hands to myself. It can't be that hard, right? Or can it?
A slow grin spread across his face and I had to turn away from the wattage. It was like staring at the sun. The handsome sun that was making my core temperature rise and causing a hormone dump in my brain. - Shelby ThompsonPersonal trainer Jonah Bodine discovers more than he bargained for with the half-siblings he didn't know he had in small-town West Virginia. Not only is his dead father a person of interest in a cold case disappearance, but the entire town seems way too invested in Jonah's happily ever after potential.His summer of solitude in a lakeside cottage is ruined when his matchmaking sister saddles him with an unwanted roommate.Adorable, snort-laughing nerd Shelby Thompson came to Bootleg Springs looking for answers and ends up getting adopted by the town's nosy elders. Maneuvered into sharing a cottage with the handsome trainer, she makes the best of a sticky situation by offering her perpetually shirtless roommate a strings-free summer fling.Jonah is tempted. Very tempted. But Shelby has secrets. And as the Callie Kendall mystery unravels, Shelby's own past comes back to haunt her. The danger is very real and so are the feelings she's developing for Jonah.Pleasure Buttons: Small-town. Romantic comedy. Romantic suspense. Summer fling. Roommates to lovers. Rescued puppies. Family series. Mystery. Happily ever after.
Nia Ashford is stunned when her fiancé abandons her at the altar. Needing a little time to figure out what’s she’s going to do next. Nia decides to go on her would-be honeymoon by herself. When she arrives in Rome, Italy, she meets a painstakingly handsome stranger and instantly knows just how to get over her ex­-fiancé. What better way to start over than to have a two-week fling with a complete stranger? Luciano Fertelli walks into the bar of the hotel that he co-owns after the end of a hard day and is intrigued by the woman he finds sitting there. It isn’t long before Nia tells him about her plans to have a no-strings-attached fling, and he’s interested. However, he’s only willing to move forward if they have physical chemistry. What better way to find out than with a simple kiss? The results are explosive, but Luciano soon realizes he has a big problem. Two weeks isn’t enough…