Everyone knows there are two types of people in this world: those who participate in sex studies, and those who don’t.
At first, second, and third glance it would appear that I, Tessa Stewart, professional wallflower, adventure non-seeker, risk avoider, party animal (if that animal is a respectable sloth who doesn’t make much noise and goes to sleep promptly at nine pm), the girl who is remembered by all her collegiate peers of four years as ‘Who?’, would fall squarely onto the side of ‘No’ in the sex study dichotomy.
So when my best friend accidentally sent me the link to apply for participation in a high paying sex study requiring one girl and three guys, he apologized. I wasn’t that ‘type’ of girl, after all.
But what he didn’t know was that I was done being any ‘type’ of girl.
I was done being the ‘quiet one' who was in love with her best friend, fantasized about her hot yoga instructor, and despite loathing her Neanderthal drumming neighbor, couldn't stop thinking about him.
I was done fitting into this box or that so easily. I was tired of being the Tessa Stewart who would never, ever participate in a sex study.
I wanted to see, for just once in my life, what it would be like to be the Tessa Stewart who did.
I’d been doing just fine as a New York food and wine critic, content with books, baking, and my boyfriend. But “content” wasn’t what I was after. Passion and excitement were more like it, but now that I’d gotten royally dumped and unceremoniously fired, “sucked” was the best word to describe my life.
So I moved. To Northern California. To claim my inheritance from my great-aunt: a run-down house in a small town that had yet to recognize the arrival of the twenty-first century.
The house was a wreck and there was no money for repairs. But then the Fix-It Guys arrived, three sexy as sin alpha males who offered their services to fix up the house…and teach me a thing or two about hammering, nailing, and drilling.
Suddenly I had all the passion and excitement I could handle.
Taylor, Dom, and Logan were all about giving me what I wanted, and I was more than happy to cater to their needs as well. But falling in love with three men? That never happens, at least not with a happily ever after, right?
Grab hold—Kayla’s path to love with three hot men will take you on a wild ride.
Molly believes in exploring wherever life takes her, even if that means parts of a royal palace in Scotland that are closed to the public. And if she’s mistaken for a world famous painter and given a private audience with the deliciously sexy Duke of Roxburghe, then why not pretend to be somebody else, at least for a while?
Callum doesn’t have time for fun and games—not when he’s got a country to run and a legacy to uphold. But when a free-spirited American works her way past the palace guards, she somehow manages to break down the walls around his heart too. If only he could make her understand that despite their mutual attraction, his feelings for her are simply too intense, too passionate, too dirty, to reconcile with his duty-filled life.
Will Callum learn that the needs of his heart are just as important as the needs of his country? And will Molly trust that Callum is the man who’ll love her for a lifetime and beyond? Find out in this regal romp filled with mistaken identities, forbidden loves, and exciting twists that don’t stop coming.
Navy SEAL Mitch Trenton never let anything get in his way until a battlefield injury sent him to the sidelines. He’s determined to return to his team, and equally determined to get to know his sexy physical therapist. Too bad she’s a stickler for following the rules, which means keeping things professional no matter how hot their shared physical attraction.
Paige O'Kelly was already abandoned by one adrenaline-seeking man in uniform, so even if Mitch wasn’t her patient she wouldn’t go there. If only he’d slow down with both the training and the flirting—he’s pushing both her and his body way too hard.
Soon, intense passion trumps professional boundaries and Paige discovers the depth of the man behind the tough SEAL facade and the sexy banter. But when Mitch insists he’s ready to rejoin his team and Paige knows he still needs to heal, the deep connection they were starting to build is put in jeopardy. Will Mitch learn to trust Paige’s opinion before he takes a risk that could destroy his body and cost him the woman he loves? And will Paige discover Mitch is the one man she can count on today, tomorrow, and always?
Cara Michal has had to fight every step of the way to earn her place in the glittering seven-figure world of Wall Street. Years ago her hardworking father, a small-time investment adviser, was wrongfully accused of fraud. Now Cara is at the top of her game, supporting not only herself but her mother and brother. The occasional night out dancing soothes Cara’s soul, even as a bitter need for revenge against the man who destroyed her father makes inner peace elusive.
Then, in a moment of heat, Cara kisses a sexy stranger at a party—only later to discover that the man is Branden Duke, her new boss, an infamous operator with a wicked reputation in bed and on the Street. Branden is a man who seemingly has it all—except a woman who connects with him on a physical and emotional level. Now that he’s found Cara, he’s not sure he can let her go, even if he should.
In spite of herself, Cara is drawn to this charismatic guy. He is a challenge like none she has ever faced in her life. Their passion for each other is unquenchable, surprising them both with its ferocity. Even as Cara wonders if she can trust this man with her heart and soul, the ecstasy of their love cannot be denied. But when the past threatens the present, the two are faced with a truth from which they may never recover.
Can an uptight prosecutor with a dark past and a laid-back, southern defense attorney find love despite their opposing agendas?
She's determined to keep her distance. He wants to pull her close. Together they'll find their place in each other's hearts.
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