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Hot, filthy rich, and usually irresistible, Hudson Carlyle just met the one woman in Harbor City who's immune to his legendary charm. Nerdy ant researcher Felicia Hartigan is the unsexiest dresser ever. She trips over air. And she's in love with totally the wrong man. Hudson can't stop thinking about her.His regular moves won't work here. He's going to need a new plan, starting with helping her win over the man she thinks she wants. And if in the process she ends up falling for Hudson instead? Even better. Step one, charm her panties off. Step two, repeat step one as frequently as possible.But what if the famous Carlyle charm finally fails him when he needs it most? Or worse, what if she figures out the one secret he's kept from everyone, including his family, and walks away for good?
Sometimes the only answer is to just bang it out.Like today, for example. I'm in actual hell at my sister's over-the-top reality TV wedding and up until now, I've been able to handle it all. The horrible bridesmaids. My relentless mother. Even the awful eighties fashion to fit the retro theme. But when my sister nonchalantly mentioned that she never even wanted me at the wedding-the producers insisted-ouch doesn't fully express how much it hurts. So for the first time I don't think. I just do. And as a shy paleontologist who plans everything, I probably should have taken a moment.But here we are.I've just asked the best man, who my sister absolutely loathes and who can't stand her right back, if he's up for a little naked revenge with me. The cameras are filming every horrifying second, and the whispers have begun. (Did I mention that the music happened to stop just as I asked him?)But then his mouth quirks up, and he does the last thing I expect.
Wanted: Personal Buffer Often snarly, workaholic executive seeks "buffer" from annoying outside distractions AKA people. Free spirits with personal boundary issues, excessive quirks, or general squeamishness need not apply. Salary negotiable. Confidentiality required.Workaholic billionaire Sawyer Carlyle may have joked he needed a buffer from their marriage-obsessed mom, but he didn't need a waiting room filled with candidates to further distract him. (Thanks, bro.) But when a sexy job applicant shoos his mom and the socialite in tow out of his office, Sawyer sees the genius of the plan. And the woman. In fact, Miss Clover Lee might just get the fastest promotion in history, from buffer to fake fiancé...This free-spirit might look like hot sunshine and lickable rainbows, but she negotiates like a pitbull. Before Sawyer knows what hit him, he's agreed to give up Friday nights for reality TV, his Saturdays for flea markets (why buy junk still baffles him), his Tuesdays and Thursdays for date nights (aka panty-losing opportunities if he plays his cards right). And now she wants lavender bath salts and tulips delivered every Monday?Yup, she's just screwing with him. Good thing she's got this non-negotiable six-weeks-and-she's-gone rule or Sawyer may have just met this match...
Tyler Jacobson has a plan for everything-except how to handle his completely annoying, utterly frustrating, and totally sexy upstairs neighbor. He couldn't care less if Everly Ribinski thinks he's equally irritating-until he discovers she's the only one who can help him land a business deal that will finally make him feel like he's more than just a guy from the wrong side of the tracks.Color him shocked when Everly refuses to help, insisting she should have run him over in the parking garage when she had the chance. Harsh. But possibly deserved. Tyler may have spent the last few months reveling in annoying the fiery gallery owner with a dark past, but he's got secret leverage she can't refuse.If only one meeting didn't turn into a fake date that turned into more. Way more. Like naked and hot as hell more.The last thing either of them wants is to catch feelings for someone who is so obviously not their type. Good thing that will never happen. Right?
Hadley Donavan can't believe she has to go home to Nebraska for her sister's wedding. She's gonna need a wingman and a whole lot of vodka for this level of family interaction. At least her bestie agreed he'd man up and help. But then instead of her best friend, his evil twin strolls out of the airport.If you looked up doesn't-deserve-to-be-that-confident, way-too-hot-for-his-own-good billionaire in the dictionary, you'd find a picture of Will Holt. He's awful. Horrible. The worst-even if his butt looks phenomenal in those jeans.Ten times worse? Hadley's buffer was supposed to be there to keep her away from the million and one family events. But Satan's spawn just grins and signs them up for every. Single. Thing.Fine. "Cutthroat" Scrabble? She's in. She can't wait to take this guy down a notch. But somewhere between Pictionary and the teasing glint in his eyes, their bickering starts to feel like more than just a game...
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