Our goodnight kiss should have been goodbye. We meant it to be. But Monday morning there was Logan Jennings, in my office, deciding the fate of the company I love...and my job. I never should have said the things I said or let myself feel the things I felt because connections like this don't just go away. Even when you desperately need them to. In two weeks, he'll be gone, and nothing will ever be the same. A clean and hilarious romcom with lots of heart and sizzle. You've been looking for a book like this! Grab your copy now!

Nothing about me is fake...except my boyfriend. I needed a favor, but I knew what Damien would ask for in return—a date to his cousin's wedding. But there was no way I'd agree. Facing his match-making mom and scheming ex-girlfriend didn't exactly sound fun. Besides, the less time I spent around him the better. Already my neighbor and landlord, he was steadily charming his way into my life. Being his friend was tempting enough. What would happen if we pretended to be a couple for a night? No. I had to keep him at arm’s length. At least. But Tessa had changed my life for the better when she gave me a job, and now she needed help. Aaaaaand…that was how I ended up fake dating my boss’s fake boyfriend. Who for some reason can’t keep his shirt on.

I'm officially kiss-cursed! Lately, all my first dates have ended with disastrous lip locks. After cracking teeth with my latest victim, it's official. I'm a first kiss train wreck. But I can figure this out. I just need a nice long break from romance while I focus on my job at Booms and Nibbles and flipping houses with my best friend Troy. Only, my boss just hired a new head of marketing and he's perfection. One cosmic shove into his arms later, and I have a date I can't afford to screw up with another bad first kiss. Fixing my problem just got urgent. Crucial. Desperate even. Luckily Troy says he can help. Do I dare let him try? Surely one little experimental kiss can't ruin a friendship. Originally published as part of the Sweet Kisses Boxset.

No calling dibs on dream guys. Why do short girls always get the tall guys? Don't they know that those of us who more closely resemble giraffes than dainty little wood sprites should have first pick of any guy who isn't eye level with our cleavage? But what happens when the embodiment of all my tall-girl fantasies gets hired to work at Booms and Nibbles? My short best friend snags a date with him first. What do I get to do? Butt heads with him all day every day as I try to educate him on selling women's underwear, that's what. He's opinionated, blunt, and... Sigh. It's no use. He's amazing. Especially when his beautiful brown eyes glint at me from behind those nerdy glasses—sending messages that both confuse and captivate me. Well, Adam had better fortify those walls he keeps putting up because I've always been the type to go after what I want. And my sights are set on his heart.