No way. Um…this is love!
Actually…could it be?
Isla’s not faking it. Jessie can’t. As the game of let’s pretend gets real, Jessie forgets all about revenge. That’s the problem. His plan is already out of his control. Now it could undo everything they’ve been trying to build. Coming clean may be the only thing that can save it.
He’s gorgeous, a little bit cunning, and willing to help Blaire get the inside scoop on Jessie—for a price.
Now caught between two men—one totally right and the other totally wrong—Blaire will need to decide just how much she’s willing to risk…and whom she’s willing to risk it for.
“I figured I’d try something different and ask you to dance.” I whirled around and let out a small squeak of alarm. The muscles in my lower belly quivered, and my breath caught. My savior from earlier stood in front of me, looking like a cross between an angel of mercy and the devil incarnate. “We have to stop meeting like this,” I mumbled. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “Well, there’s no rain at the moment, so we should be safe. I trust we were able to save your camera?” Heat flooded my cheeks. “Yes. Thank you. Honestly that could have been ugly today. I’m indebted.” “How about a dance, and we’ll call it even?” A dance? With him? Pressed up against… “I, uh…” “Now, I’m not as good as you are, so you’ll need to take it easy on me.”
When I’m called away on a family emergency, I realize too late that I have no way to contact Lainey.
A year later, a chance encounter throws Lainey and me together again. But I still have a lie hanging over my head, and Lainey’s keeping secrets of her own. With more than lust at stake, the truth may be our game changer.
I just have to remember Rule Number One. Zach might be a great player, on the field and off, but I know better than to fall for your boss. By the way, I’m proud to say that I didn’t strip for him—then.
It’s only for the summer, but things don’t stay neighborly for long.
Surrendering to an attraction they can’t deny, they agree to a no strings attached steamy summer fling.
But when their hidden identities are revealed, will it be too late to salvage a love always meant to be?
Brainy girl with a dash of bad.
The one who got under his skin.
The one he cut loose.
Although their attraction was instant and mutual, Morgan wasn’t interested. Hollywood heartthrobs were trouble. Especially Gage, a man used to women who would do anything for his attention.
Thanks to their busy schedules, neither’s dated in ages.
Each is experiencing a sexual famine that can only be remedied by a feast— a MAN FEAST.
When they agree to a no-strings night of passion, their sexual chemistry is off the charts.
And these two opposites soon realize there’s a fine line between love and hate.
Hockey…and Pamela Jenson.
My favorite physical therapist needs me so much more than she knows.
Because I am the guy delivering her SIN SHOT.
Yeah, you heard me.
I’m her first.
Sinning with Pam has never felt so good.