Squatting: The action of occupying a property that the squatter does not have permission to use. Gabby: I prefer the term, borrowing, or, taking care of a property that would otherwise fall into ruin. And I am enjoying it until the hot new, grumpy-as-hell owner turns up intent on chucking me out so he can flip the place to make a profit. Persuading him to let me stay is almost as hard as the work he dolls out for the back rent he says I owe. But damn if that construction-worker body of his isn’t hot enough to melt concrete... Daniel: I’ve got four weeks to flip my new place and sell it for a profit. I don’t have time to deal with the sexy squatter intent on staying put. But since she has nowhere else to go, I decide I’ll let her stay, so long as she earns her keep. Then she’s out. If only she wasn’t so tempting, taunting me with her body as she gets down and dirty on my site. Gabby and Daniel: Four weeks to fix up the house, sell it and say goodbye. Four weeks with no flirting, no eye-screwing and no fantasizing about each other. We can totally do it. Until we can’...

Some people think a knickerless walk of shame is as bad as it gets. Some people are wrong. Very. Wrong. Grace: That awkward moment when you figure out the hot piece of ass in bed beside you, AKA—your drunken hook up—is your boss’ boss, billionaire hottie Sebastian Stone. Even more awkward? The knowledge that there is no way I can retrieve my knickers from the chandelier above his bed without waking him. Now he wants me to be his fake girlfriend, and he has an offer I cannot refuse. Sebastian: I’ve fought my whole life to prove I have what it takes to run the family empire. Unfortunately, these days my Gramps cares more about family values than stock values. And he’s not handing over the company unless I find love. Grace Harper is the no-strings hook up I haven’t been able to forget. Finding out she’s my employee and a hot little rule breaker—Who brings their geriatric cat to work?—I figure she’s perfect for Operation: My Fake Girlfriend. Will a phony relationship unleash Grace and Sebastian’s deepest desires? Or will faking it make them come undone?

Reasons Luke Stone is off-limits: He’s a cop. I have a criminal past. His favorite pastime is pulling me over for speeding. Driving fast makes me feel free. He’s maddeningly hot. I am off men. He’s my boss’ brother. If they discover my resume is fake, I’ll get fired. He knows I’m hiding something, and he’s determined to find out what. So when my boss orders me to cat sit at his place while he whisks his bride away on honeymoon, the last person I expect to share the responsibility with is Luke Stone, a.k.a. the hot-as-hell heartthrob cop. Surviving a month under the same roof as him will be impossible. He’s infuriating. He eats all my snacks, makes constant innuendos, and walks around half-naked, flaunting those rock-hard abs and bulging biceps, making my mouth water. They say the line between love and hate is fine. All I know is I’ll either end up killing him or sleeping with him. God, I hope it’s the first one.

Five years ago my pride got in the way of love. Now I’m about to swallow it. Willow: He was my first crush, my first love, and my first time. He’s also the brother of my arch-enemy. When he enlisted in the marines, he promised he’d be back soon. He lied. Now he’s back, and he’s wondering why the gorgeous kid, who looks a lot like him, is calling me mamma. Ethan: We agreed it was forever, but she never wrote me back. My sister hates her, but she hates everyone. When I lay my eyes on her, it’s as if nothing has changed. She’s still fiercely independent and packs a mean right hook. But now there’s a kid involved, it’s time to put our games aside. And this time, I’m playing for keeps.

Crashing into his motorcycle was a big mistake. Now I’m his new ride and his roommate. Florence: Crashing into his motorcycle was a big mistake. Now I’m his new ride and his roommate. In case you haven’t heard, Carter Williams is a miserable, sexy bastard who just happens to be my new roommate. He’s so frustrating with his sharp tongue, hard abs and tempting good looks. We argue every day and it’s making the tension unbearable. We’re just roommates. Except I killed his Harley and now he’s making me drive him everywhere while he drives me up the wall. I’m only in town for three months. I can put up with him that long, right? Carter: Florence Harper is a free-spirited hottie with her head in the clouds. We couldn’t be more different. She pushes all my buttons. But damn if she doesn’t have the sweetest mouth I ever tasted – when she’s not cussing at me. To help my friend, I’m putting up with her for three months. After that she’s gone. No way I’m getting attached to her. Can they keep things simple? Or will their roommates with benefits agreement go up in flames?