Very few people can say they almost hooked up with their boss. Hardly anyone can say he was also their ex's dad… Edwin Lyon is about twenty years older, several inches taller, and significantly richer. But that last part is no surprise. He is the CEO of the Lyons Club, after all. And I am so...

Wanting one man you can't have is bad enough. Wanting two is torture… I knew better than to fall for my latest client. But Nate Lyons is not easy to resist, and being his live-in physical therapist is an exercise in restraint. One I'm not sure I'll be able to pull off. Enter Mason Lotts...

You never forget the man who took your V card. Especially if he was your stepbrother… Seth Vance sure knows how to drive me crazy. He has been practicing since our parents decided to get married and bind the two of us together for life. Even at sixteen, no boys were ever allowed—or...

I thought leaving Wall Street to start my own coffee business would be a piece of cake. I never wanted an assistant, let alone one as feisty and bossy as this one. Camilla Graff can rile me up on a good day, and those amber eyes of hers and that never-ending attitude definitely do not help. I should have never brought her to Hawaii with me. I should have never asked her to fake-date me to appease my mother. And I sure as hell shouldn't have shared a room with her.

Leaving the UK to start over in New York City seemed like a great idea in theory. But raising a child by myself has not exactly been a walk in the park, and this move has proven to be a challenge like no other. The last thing I need is this infatuation that I can't seem to get over. Abigail Lyons is nineteen years younger than me, way too pretty for her own good, and has made it clear in no uncertain terms that she hates my guts.