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As soon as Nick sees Sarah, he knows he has to have her. Fortunately for him, she’s in the market for a temporary lover. Now, all he has to do is convince her that he’s the guy who can fulfill all her fantasies. Sarah’s not ready for a relationship. She may never be, not after losing Adam but she does miss being with a man—the sound of his voice in the darkness, the touch of his hands, the warmth of his body wrapped around hers, the taste of his kiss. But picking up a stranger at a bar is dangerous and it doesn’t guarantee that she’ll get what she wants. La Petite Mort Club is the perfect solution. There she can shop for a man—all rich, all clean and (Read the full blurb on Amazon)
Ex-con Joe Brody has been called a lot of things. Some true. Some not. But now that he's out of prison and back in his hometown his focus is getting a job and a home for his ill father to convalesce. Easier said than done when no one will hire him. Ashley Cade has a teething toddler and lives with an elderly man as part of an agreement she made to buy his house. Complicated? Not as much as it sounds. Wilson is a dear and his huge Victorian a gem in the rough. The lonely old man even recommends a friend's son as a handyman to help with the repairs and finally Ashley is making progress. And Joe? Joe is... intriguing to say the least. (Read the full blurb on Amazon)
Eight years ago, I agreed to marry the man of my dreams. Eight years ago, I realized I'd also given a piece of my heart to his brother. Eight years ago, I made the decision to walk away from both men. What choice did I have? I couldn't stay with Jessie knowing the flame I carried for Asher burned just as bright. Maybe even brighter. So I did the only thing I could. I walked away with no intention of seeing either man again. Until I step into a bar in Vegas and see a much more mature, much sexier version of Asher York, a guitar strapped to him, his soulful voice reminding me of everything I've tried to forget. But there's no forgetting Asher York. And when he looks (Read the full blurb on Amazon)