Claire Hadley shouldn’t even be on my radar. There are a million damn reasons why I shouldn’t touch her. Her brothers are my best friends. We grew up together, under the same roof. I’m supposed to think of her like a little sister. I won’t break my loyalty for a f\*ck. Razer Bennington forgot me when he joined the marines. One kiss. Seven years. I can’t get the taste of him out of my mouth. I’m meant to be the good girl. A virgin. A role model. I’m supposed to live up to their expectations. Screw that… I’m going to get what I want. I should be careful what I wish for. \\\* Claire Hadley was about to check the perfect fiancé off her checklist. Until she found him underneath a hooker. Running home to her brother, she doesn’t expect to be rescued by Razer Bennington. Seven years ago he left her behind. But she hasn’t forgotten their last night together. Or the kiss they shared. Tired of living up to the expectations of others, she throws caution to the wind. This time she’ll get what she wants. Even if getting what she wants could destroy him. Complete stand alone romance.

They called him the Lady Killer. Able to get into a woman’s panties in 3.6 seconds flat. I know where he’s been. I know he keeps a list of all the women he’s f\*cked. And there are so many reasons I’m not interested in being another number. I’m the reason his boxing career is over. The reason he almost died. I can never stop running. Problem is, he’s got his sights set on me… And for the first time I don’t want to run. From the minute I see her I know I’m looking at trouble. I shouldn’t pursue her. I shouldn’t be trying to find out her secrets. I’m supposed to be looking for the woman who mailed me a two-line pee-stick and no return address. But Gemma Castle sees through the layers of my reputation. And she thinks that guy is some kind of knight in shiny f\*cking armor. She makes me want to be that. Saving her might just save me.

I came home to Reverence to start over, not to cozy up to Chelsea F\*cking Taylor. Again. My brother’s ex should have been off-limits, but she wasn’t. Not when we were teens. Not when I married her. And definitely not now. I thought after I walked away from her in Vegas we were done. I was wrong. This time my brother isn’t getting in the way of what I want. I’m going to fight for her, fight for us. The girl f\*cking loves me, she just doesn’t know it yet. Friends, lovers, enemies, and now… To say our relationship is complicated would be an understatement. Damaged, demanding, a verifiable prick, Mace Hadley is my biggest mistake, but that didn’t stop the former marine from getting back into my panties the night he arrived home. It was supposed to be one last screw you. Except he’s in my face each chance he gets, between my legs at every opportunity. I’m not sure how long I can fight him when I still haven’t gotten over him. But I’ll go down swinging. If I give him my heart and he leaves me behind again, it’ll break me. But that’s not the worst part. I’m having the cocky f@#cker’s baby.

Rush Hadley wants two months of my time in exchange for the only interview the magic man’s ever done. It’s the opportunity of a lifetime. A make or break point in my journalism career. All I have to do is entertain the famous magician. A billionaire playboy who doesn’t understand the word no, he’s stubborn, one-track minded, and set on getting me into his bed. Men like him ruin girls like me with their dirty mouths and wicked tricks, but I’m not gullible enough to fall for his charms, even if his touch feels like magic. Maxi O’Keeffe is a sexy little challenge I intend to have my way with. She might have said no, might keep saying no, but I always get what I want. The quirky goody-two-shoes isn’t going to hold out forever. Uncomfortably awkward and downright weird, she shouldn’t be the only person who gets me. She shouldn’t be more than a way to pass time in this boring old town. So why does she get me higher than any audience screaming my name?