Moving two thousand miles away wasn't my plan, but when family needs you, you come. Before I can head back to my hometown of Chicago though, I have two men to say good-bye to in Los Angeles. Neither one of them will be happy to hear the news. One is losing his assistant and the other his seven-year-old daughter. Neither will be an easy sell on my part, but I have no choice, and I'm not exactly thrilled with starting over with a Clean Slate. (This is a PREQUEL to our Charity Case series.)

The perfect man for me is a charming, sexy, hot as hell lawyer who knows how to negotiate his way into my panties. #Pfftwhatever Been there. Done that. Burned the T-shirt. I didn't swear off all men after my divorce, but I sure as hell swore off anyone remotely like my ex. On the top of that list? Attorneys. Everyone knows they can't be trusted. Now that I've moved back into my childhood home in Chicago, my focus is my daughter, my mom and me. I haven't given up on finding my happily-ever-after, it's just on hold-indefinitely. Yup, life is in a real upswing. Then I see Reed Warner again, and I'm reminded of all my mistakes. I push him away, but somehow he weasels his way into every part of my life, not willing to take no for an answer. In spite of my better judgment I can't stop thinking about the way his designer suits fit his muscular frame, or the way his blue eyes seem to eat me up with every glance. You know when you're on a diet and even hummus seems irresistible? Reed is like the equivalent of chocolate éclair and my willpower is fading fast. The problem? Not only is he a lawyer… He was the best man at my wedding.

The perfect man for me is the one who broke my heart. #thanksbutnothanks Once bitten. Twice shy. Yeah, I wish. I'm on a mission to find myself a nice, solid, respectable man. The only problem is nice, solid, and respectable comes in a meh package and is B-O-R-I-N-G as hell. It's been established. I have one type. Bad Boy. I tried the other flavors, I really did. But there's nothing like the allure of a man who takes what he wants without apology. As if my love life isn't dramatic enough, Dean Bennett walks into my life again thinking he's going to win me back with his charm and charisma. He might come in a different package, but under that expensive suit he's still the same cocky, arrogant, pompous prick who only cares about numero uno. I'm not that naïve young girl anymore so I have to ignore the fact that the way he looks at me practically sets my panties on fire. Everyone deserves a second chance to right a wrong. The problem? He's not just an ex-boyfriend… He's my ex-husband.

The perfect man for me is the one I hate most. #gofigure Dating is hard. Dating in your thirties is even harder. Dating in Chicago is harder still. I haven't given up on finding my happily-ever-after, but in the age of swiping right and Netflix and chill, I'm wondering if everything is as temporary as my marriage turned out to be. Truth is, there is one guy I can't get my mind off of. Roarke Baldwin has salt and pepper hair I've dreamed of running my hands through and I'm pretty sure that if I checked he really does have a six pack of abs underneath his suit. And I've always wondered what that stubble on his face would feel like between my thighs. The problem? He's the one man I hate more than my ex-husband… His divorce attorney.

These three women are the toughest juries they’ll ever have to plead their case to. THIS BOX SET INCLUDES… Clean Slate (Charity Case #0.5) Moving two thousand miles away wasn’t my plan, but when family needs you, you come. Before I can head back to my hometown of Chicago though, I have two men to say good-bye to. Neither one of them will be happy to hear the news. One is losing his assistant and the other his seven-year-old daughter. Manic Monday (Charity Case #1) The perfect man for me is a charming, sexy, hot as hell lawyer who knows how to negotiate his way into my panties. The problem? Not only is he a lawyer… he was the best man at my wedding. Afternoon Delight (Charity Case #2) The perfect man for me is the one who broke my heart. Everyone deserves a second chance to right a wrong. The problem? He’s not just an ex-boyfriend… he’s my ex-husband. Happy Hour (Charity Case #3) The perfect man for me is the one I hate the most. The problem? He’s the one man I hate more than my ex-husband… his divorce attorney. PLUS a Thanksgiving short story that includes the entire Charity Case crew!