One wrong number. One billion-dollar complication.LAYLA I never meant to give him my mother's phone number. But when a jaw-droppingly gorgeous stranger asks for my digits at a street festival, my sweaty fingers transpose the last two numbers. Now he's accidentally texting my recently-separated mom instead of me. My bad. I figure I've blown my chance with Chicago's hottest mystery man. Until I walk into my father's boardroom and discover that same man is Bennett Mercer—billionaire CEO and the corporate raider about to dismantle my family's company. The same man who's looking at me like I deliberately played him. The same man I still can't stop thinking about. BENNETT I don't get played. I'm the one who makes the rules, closes the deals, and walks away with exactly what I want. So when I text the captivating woman from the festival and end up exchanging messages with someone completely different, I know I've been given a fake number. When that woman turns out to be the daughter of my latest acquisition target, my suspicions are confirmed. What I don't expect is for her fierce defense of her father's legacy to make me question everything I've built. She's a complication I never saw coming. A temptation I can't afford. And possibly the one thing I can't live without. A steamy, laugh-out-loud billionaire romance featuring enemies-to-lovers, workplace romance, forced proximity, wrong number hilarity, a curvy heroine who won't back down, and a CEO who learns that the most valuable asset isn't on any balance sheet. Perfect for fans of grumpy/sunshine, high-stakes passion, and opposites attract romance. As with all Megan Wade books, this BBW Billionaire romantic comedy comes with her Sugar Promise. High heat, low drama, guaranteed.

He blocked her kiss with his hand. She fled to Sweden. Now they're stuck in a lab together for ninety days. AUDREY I tried to kiss Logan Whitman. Chicago's hottest tech genius. The man I'd been fantasizing about for months. He literally put his palm over my face like a human stop sign. So I did what any rational woman would do. I ran away to Sweden for three months and pretended it never happened. But now I'm back, and there's an FDA crisis only I can fix. Ninety days. One tiny lab. And the man who apparently finds me so repulsive he had to physically block my mouth from touching his. I can survive this. I've survived worse. Probably. LOGAN She thinks I rejected her. She has no idea I've never kissed anyone. I'm thirty-four. I have two PhDs. I can hack any system in the world. But I panicked during what would have been my first kiss because my brain decided to blue-screen at the worst possible moment. Now I have ninety days to save a billion-dollar deal, work beside the woman I've been in love with since I read her paper on neural signal degradation, and somehow explain that I'm not disgusted by her—I'm just a virgin who short-circuited. She's been running from me for three months. I'm done letting her go. A steamy second-chance romance featuring a curvy engineer who's tired of being invisible, a tech billionaire who's brilliant at everything except being human, and the world's most humiliating misunderstanding. Perfect for fans of virgin heroes, forced proximity, and heroines who have to teach clueless geniuses exactly what they've been missing. As with all Megan Wade books, this body positive billionaire romantic comedy comes with her Sugar High heat, low drama, guaranteed HEA.