My house needs a flip job… And my best friend’s brother has all the right equipment. I swore I’d never be back in this little mountain town where I grew up. But Dad left me his old fixer-upper house and a brewery full of employees who seem to hate me, and both are in need of some elbow grease and charm. Lucky me: my best friend co-owns a construction company, Fixer Brothers Construction Co, ready to hire for renovations. Luckier me: his formerly scrawny little brother Shawn has grown into a tall, built, knuckle-bitingly hot construction worker. He looks damn good in flannel... and better with it off. I can have a little fun, right? I want him in my bed, and I’m good at getting what I want. Turns out all those years of construction work have done him good, body and soul. He’s the whole package. Shawn’s sweet, sensitive, and has been through hell. For a heartbreaker like me, he should be off-limits. And his brother knows way too much about my bad habits from the past: get in, get out, never commit. But he's flipping my whole world, and I know I don’t want him to stop.

Straight dads don’t get crushes on 22-year-old star quarterbacks. Right? Kace Tomlin is the nation’s hottest, youngest pro quarterback at age 22, and he’s out and proud. When Kace hired my little construction company to work on his multi-million dollar mansion, it was the quickest hell yes of my life. Usually I’m in Dad Mode, 24/7—boring, predictable, and dependable. But being plunged into a young hotshot football player’s world is anything but predictable. I can’t stop watching him. Craving him. And after one blazing hot night, we can’t keep our hands off each other. I hate that he gets my wires all crossed, and makes me feel like I’m nowhere close to straight. But Kace has a TV crew filming every moment of his private life. We’re on the show now, for all of Kace’s fans to see, keeping our smoldering secret hidden. Is this all just another game? Or will he be reckless with me, for the whole world to see?

This fall, I have one simple rule: don't fall in love with my fake boyfriend. I’m awful at following the rules. One minute I was a nobody in a small Colorado town, getting by on contract work, home renovations, and a dumpster fire of a dating life—and then suddenly, my life was on TV. Fixer Brothers Construction is getting its own home renovation TV show, and I’m on camera, giving the film crew an all-access pass to my life. The kicker: fans think I’m sleeping with Jax, my favorite, hotter-than-hell frat boy bartender at the brewery. He’s young, straight, and just a friend. But rumors spread like wildfire. Now I’m faking it with Jax, 24/7—and we don’t leave much to the imagination when we’re in front of a camera. The fans want what they want, right? And I want things, too. Every kiss was fake until the one that definitely wasn’t, on a night too scorching for TV. Jax has helped me through the worst time in my life as a friend, and I never let myself wish for more. But I'm only human, and when we’re together, it’s fire. I’m addicted. And I know I’m going to get hurt. But behind closed doors, it feels so real. And I’m desperate to know what makes this frat boy tick.

When I met my best friend's dad in a bar, I didn't know he was my best friend's dad. Not yet, at least. This Christmas, I only had two to get my kitchen renovated and to find a hot older guy to keep me warm at night. I never thought I'd find both in the small town of Jade River, where people take the holiday season very seriously (and always with beer or mulled wine). I ended up in the arms of exactly the man I wanted, and we shared a scorching night under my Christmas tree that I'll never forget. ...Then reality hit. His son is my best friend, and what we did should have been forbidden. Now our lives are more intertwined than either of us ever bargained for. But on these cold winter nights, I'm starting to think I'm addicted to him...Christmas with My Best Friend's Dad is a short novella (appx 27,000 words) and is stuffed full of holiday cheer, snow, and hot guys in scarves (and even hotter under the Christmas tree).

He’s a ray of sunshine. I’m a loner lumberjack. We don’t make sense……But my straight best friend keeps ending up in my bed. Sawyer Hendricks is the best friend I’ve ever had—the Goose to my Moose, and the shoulder I’ve cried on even though I’m not the crying type. The difference between us? Sawyer brightens any room in an instant, and I’m the gruff guy wearing flannel who’d rather be alone. My first mistake was admitting to Sawyer that I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been kissed—because the punk leaned over and kissed me, right then and there. …And then he ended up in my bed. Just friends, right? Now I’ve gotten a taste, and he wants another taste of me, too. But no matter how hot it is when we’re together, Sawyer’s straight. This is innocent fun for him, and I’ve long since learned to shove my true feelings for him where the sun don’t shine. I’m no good at feelings, anyway. He’s renovating the brewery where I work, and now we’re in closer contact than ever. My heart’s been shattered before, and there’s no chance I’ll let anything threaten the deepest friendship of my life. But I’m only human. How can I resist when my best friend is begging for more?

Our fans get to see everything when we’re together on camera. But what’s between the two of us is strictly for the videos… right? I’ve been a socially awkward introvert for my whole life—and not a soul knows that I upload anonymous videos to an adult site. By day, I’m a shy office worker. At night, I have my hand, my phone camera, and a little secret. Chase is my polar opposite. He’s a camera guy who’s in my house every day, filming for the Fixer Brothers Construction TV show as they renovate my place. Chase is confident. Flirty. A colorful social butterfly, charming the pants off of everyone he meets. When he finds out my secret, I’m mortified. …But I never thought that I would end up in front of his camera. Doing things I’ve never done with another guy. But it’s all for the cameras, and for our fans. Chase doesn’t do commitment, and I can’t let myself fall for him. But when his hands are on me, I’m falling harder and faster than I ever thought I could… Even when the cameras stop rolling.

He’s pro football’s hottest wide receiver… But for me he’s pure, red-hot trouble. Storm Rosling is cocky. Charming. A bad boy football player who can’t keep his name out of headlines and scandals. In my life, he’s one big red flag. I’m working with Fixer Brothers Construction to take their home renovation TV show to the stratosphere. I’m all business, and I’m damn good at it. But Storm Rosling is a marketing nightmare - and the new star of the Fixer Brothers’ show. Every moment of his home renovation will be caught on film for the TV show, and from day one, Storm knows how to get under my skin. He hates my fancy suits and expensive cars. I hate that he could ruin my career with one spicy social media post. …But I’m craving him, too. Millions of football fans watch him every week, and now I’m addicted, too, in real life and on the screen. Storm said he was straight. But a challenge turns into a dare and the next thing I know, he’s on top of me. The fire between us burns hotter than ever, and I won’t deny pure attraction. He wants me. I want him, too—even if I hate every way he provokes me. Don’t they say to keep your enemies close?

I made a that I’d be his perfect fake boyfriend for this wedding. Now I desperately don’t want to lose. My dark all my life, I’ve felt like a fake. I act like I have it together. But I fry eggs for a living and can barely pay rent. I’m a hopeless romantic but still chronically alone. So here at my brother’s wedding, in the middle of snowy mountains at a fancy ski resort, I got… desperate. “Lucky” Landry Lucock is the definition of having it together. Wealthy, handsome, and completely out of my league. Guys like him don’t want me. …But now he’s calling me boyfriend, even though we’re anything but. I made a bet with Landry that I could be his fake boyfriend for this wedding week and put on a killer show for his awful ex. Now we’re sharing everything, and I keep ending up in his bed. I’m telling myself this will never be more than pretend. But he’s kissing me even when no one’s around. And I never bet on something fake being so damn addictive…

I’m a jock-next-door from Tennessee, and he’s a city boy running from his past. But I need a fake boyfriend this Christmas… and now he’s in my bed. I’m only good at two sports and holiday spirit. But this Christmas feels different, even though I should have everything I want. My family’s bugging me again about why I’m still single, and I’m getting desperate. Rowen’s nothing like me. He’s smart, accomplished, and back in Tennessee from the city—not by choice. Even though he’s straight, he agrees to be my fake boyfriend for my family’s Christmas party. He says I’m hot and could have any guy I want, but I don’t get it. I’m just muscle with a reindeer sweater on top. …But he wants me to teach him. About being with a man. Who could resist a gift like that? \\\* Fake It for Christmas is a novella, about half the length of my usual books (appx 36,000 words), and packed with all of the good stuff. It's full of wintertime magic, twinkly lights, and two guys who are absolute fire when they're together.