It's all fun and games until the sexy lumberjack buys your company... Opposites attract when billionaire Bryce Dalton meets his lodge guest, Kat Jones, while she's on a corporate retreat. It's love at first sight for Bryce. For Kat? Not so much. First of all, she's been duped. She'd assumed the sexy lumberjack behind the bar was the lodge's bartender. How was she supposed to know her one night stand was actually the eccentric CEO who owned the place? To make matters worse, the charismatic, but frustratingly unpredictable billionaire just bought her company. Bryce is just doing what he does best—following his killer instincts. And his gut is telling him that he needs this woman in his life and he's willing to do anything to make that happen. Even buy her company. Turns out his chivalrous gesture is not quite as welcome as he'd hoped. And maybe, just maybe he was coming on a bit too strong for his straight-laced, play by the books crush. He just needs to make her see that their attraction is more than just lust, it's love. Unfortunately he only has one night to prove it. Please This book was previously published as Lust for Life by Maggie Dallen.

What happens when the player gets played? Yvette Clark is just out for a good time. A much needed distraction after another short-lived romance bites the dust. The nerdy hottie in the suit and glasses will definitely do the trick—for one night, at least. Unfortunately fate has other plans. Turns out the mystery hottie is the same finance guy her best friend lined up to help her get that crucial grant. Now she has to get through one week working side by side with the earnest, disarmingly sweet nerd. No biggie. She can resist the inexplicable temptation to kiss away that serious frown and tousle that perfectly combed hair. She could definitely do that. After all, everyone knew she only fell for players...right? Darren Pensky doesn't believe in love at first sight. At least, not until it happens to him. The super serious finance whiz is as shocked as anyone when he loses his heart to the vixen with purple hair at his boss' holiday party. The only problem is, the eccentric artist doesn't seem to feel the same. They might've enjoyed one night of wild sexual abandon, but sneaking out of his apartment in the middle of the night suggests that perhaps she's just not that into him. But then again, maybe she is and she just doesn't know it yet.

They shouldn't even like each other, let alone fall in love. Caleb Jennings is an actor, and Kennedy Farlow hates actors. They're too emotional, too flaky, and way too egotistical. Caleb is the perfect example. Is he stupidly sexy and disarmingly charming? Sure. But he's also aimless now that his soap opera character has been killed off, and while he's an exceptionally eager intern, a thirty-year-old intern is hardly appealing to this career-minded pragmatist. He's also clearly delusional with his crazy quest to find his one true love. Still, a woman has needs and there's no denying the sparks between them whenever reason takes a back seat to desire. So maybe a short-term arrangement makes sense until they find appropriate partners. After all, this is only temporary. Caleb is all for a temporary arrangement. He might be holding out for his dream woman, but that doesn't mean he has to live like a monk in the meantime. Being with Kennedy is a safe diversion while he waits for destiny to step in. It's obvious that she's not his true love any more than he fits her strict criteria for the perfect boyfriend. The only problem is, the longer they're together the harder it is to remember that she's not for him. It's not possible that his dream girlfriend is the same woman who's currently in his bed... is it?