"I go to Vegas to celebrate my twenty-first birthday. I never planned on falling for a bachelor.
My first night in Vegas, I humiliate myself in front of the one man who's made me realize what I've been missing out on.
I thought I'd been in love before, but nothing compares to how I feel about Leo. I'm determined to get under his skin, even though he insists our age difference is a problem.
My friends and family warn me against him too, given what he does for a living. But none of that deters me.
These are my decisions—and mistakes—to make, wherever they may lead. Which is right into Leo's arms. Except there's more to him than I anticipated.
Is our connection enough to overcome the odds stacked against us?
Contains mature themes."
"I have a crush on my new boss.
I'm very professional, but I'm not superhuman. I can't resist a broody man in a suit, and the new principal wears his well. He's so put together and sophisticated—a far cry from the duds I've been out with lately. On top of that, his smooth British accent gives me the feels.
I didn't think men like Oliver Westbrook existed in real life. I just wish I would've made a better impression at our first faculty meeting. In fact, I wish every encounter with him didn't end with me nervously sweating through my blouses. If only I could stop putting my foot in my mouth.
To make matters worse, I get stranded with the frustratingly handsome man after a teacher retreat since our coworkers accidentally forgot us. But the minute we're alone and miles away from reality, something glorious happens.
Oliver loosens his tie and opens up to me, revealing more about himself and his feelings, which makes my knees weak. With every vulnerable truth, I find myself falling harder.
I'm in deep trouble—the kind that'll land me in detention. But it doesn't stop me from taking the risk.
Contains mature themes."
"I'm stuck with my one-night stand.
What was supposed to be a quick and blissful night with a yummy stranger has turned into my worst nightmare, thanks to a nasty storm and power outage.
The carefree single life I choose to lead only works because I wholeheartedly avoid getting to know the guys I meet. And now, I'm dangerously close to being swept off my feet by the tattooed former soccer player. I can't escape learning every intriguing detail about him. Not that it matters. I won't be seeing him again. Except fate intervenes, and I do see him again—and he asks me to marry him.
With wild hair and charm for days, Wade Jameson is the stuff of fantasies. It's why I hooked up with him in the first place. But marriage? Ha! I cherish my single life like I do my margaritas.
But when he insists I'm his best option to get custody of his daughter since we have 'a history,' I can't say no. I can't share with him the main reason I say yes, either. That would mean getting even closer to him, and developing real feelings for my fake husband would be a mistake.
But the more we pretend to be a family, the more I surprise myself and wonder . . . what if we can have it all?
Contains mature themes."
"When I accepted the offer to work on a movie set, I had no idea I was agreeing to be the lead actor's fake girlfriend. If I'd known, there's no way I would've played along. Not after what he did to me.
To everyone else, Ian Brock is a Hollywood star. The life of the party. The guy next door with a smile to melt ice cream. To me, he's the ex who broke my heart.
But the years have done nothing to ruin how good-looking, charming, or funny he is. And the more we pretend to be a couple, the more obvious it becomes that our chemistry is back.
Then there's the kiss we share for the rest of the world—it makes me ache for more. Add a bottle of champagne and one stolen slow dance, and we're spilling our secrets . . . and losing our hearts.
Ian insists it's all for show. A way to get his co-star off his back and save his career. But that kiss felt a little too real. And as old wounds start to heal, I can't help but envision a future with him—one I've wanted since I was eighteen.
Can we finally ride off into the sunset, or is it all too good to be true?
Contains mature themes."
"Ty is every girl's dream—physically, anyway. Personally? He's every nightmare. Arrogant, obnoxious, and irresistible to a fault. He can tempt even sensible girls like me to act recklessly. If only I could escape him.
He's friends with my roommate's boyfriend, so naturally, he invades my space—a lot. Ty comes to my yoga classes and taunts me with his flirtatious smirks and muscled arms.
His chiseled body and tattoos might be perfect for his unconventional profession, and I try my hardest not to be fascinated by him like many other women.
But one trip to Vegas changes all that.
A few drinks, a dance, and weeks worth of pent-up tension all come to a head during one wild night in Sin City.
I'm crazy to fall into bed with someone like him, but what's even crazier . . . is falling for a player.
Contains mature themes."
"After his latest public mishap, Manhattan's favorite CEO needs a place to hide until the media latches onto a new scandal.
My brother offers Carter our family's cabin for refuge without telling me—the same cabin where I was supposed to spend a relaxing week for my birthday. Instead, I'm stuck babysitting the arrogant man-child.
This cabin is not big enough to contain Carter's ego . . . or my sanity. All we do is argue. And right when I'm certain I'll strangle him, he surprises me by calling a truce.
Even more shocking? His kind gestures. His sweet words. His vulnerable side. That near-kiss while we're out on a hike.
I can't stop imagining it. If he kisses the same way he wears those expensive suits—like he's doing them a favor—then I'm in trouble.
Then again, a little trouble never hurt anyone . . . right?
Contains mature themes."
"Out of a room full of women, his eyes lock on mine.
The muscled dancer is agile and skilled, and my gaze hungrily follows every teasing move. When he steps off the stage to stalk toward me, a shiver ripples down my spine.
I've never had such an intense reaction to a guy before, especially not a stranger. But this is a tall, dark fantasy brought to life—one with a mischievous grin and chiseled abs.
When he grips my hips, a thrilling rush courses through me, and I lose all ability to think logically. That's why I accept his invitation to grab a drink after the show.
My adrenaline spikes further with each low whisper in my ear, until my lips find his in a searing kiss. With the wild energy of Sin City swirling around us, we float up to the privacy of a hotel room. We agree to one blissful night—that's all we can have, even if I hate the thought of never seeing him again.
But Sebastian's an exotic dancer for Vegas's hottest male revue show. How could he be my forever?
Contains mature themes."
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