Brian Here's the deal. Ever since I assumed control of a multi-billion dollar company to cover for my little sister's honeymoon and when one of my closest friends decided to ditch work to pursue the love of his life, I've been left in charge. Believe me, the last thing shareholders want is a guy at the helm who may have had a run-in with the law for indecent exposure. Meanwhile, I've landed a spot on the top 10 eligible bachelor list. And despite my talent for juggling women as if I were the main act at Cirque de Soleil, I’m going cold turkey. I am not a piece of meat. I mean, I am a piece of meat. A big, savory, twenty-ounce piece of meat. But I’m not only a piece of meat. And I'm absolutely not some trophy who relishes being pinched, photo-bombed, objectified, or used to feed the accounts of crazed Insta-stalkers worldwide. And whoever swiped my watch, I'm dead serious, I need it back. (It was a birthday gift from my little sister, and if she catches wind that it's missing, she’ll go absolutely ape. Trust me, no one wants that.) Anyway, I’m over it. I need a break. Well, more like I need a complete escape from the media circus. Which means I need to be left alone for some quality me-time. I need a woman I can trust. But above all else, I need someone who truly gets the importance of personal boundaries. After all. This is a business arrangement, nothing more. Lucky for me, I know the perfect girl. Sweet Juliana Spenser. Jules to her family and friends. Ms. Spenser to me. Fortunately, she's currently unattached, a proud introvert, believes social media is the devil, and happens to be the baby sister of a man I served with, and—insert heavy sigh—she hates me. As a matter of fact, she hates me a lot. Jules In this life, there are three things I hold my family, my books, and my precious privacy. You see, years ago, someone made a fool of me. And just because that someone is richer than Midas and smoking hot doesn’t mean it’s all water under the bridge. See, he’s also arrogant, immature, tackles womanizing like an extreme sport, and is a colossal capital D. So, as far as I’m concerned, he can suck it, because even if he came crawling back on all fours, begging for my forgiveness, it’ll be a sub-zero day in hell before that happens. But now, that very someone just did something unexpected… He got down on one knee... And proposed. Knotted is a steamy contemporary romance and can be read as a stand-alone in the Boys of Bishop Mountain series.