SHE WAS BOTHERED. Stockbroker Lee Phillips figures she had it all. Great job, gorgeous home, okay body. Hmm, two cats for company.and far too many nights sleeping alone. Where was Mr. Right in this picture? Closer than she realized. Her best pal, Trevor Templeton, was very appealing. Almost loveable. HE WAS HOT. Trevor thought he had it all, too. Great job, bachelor loft, hard body.and no cats. But to his amazement his best buddy, Lee, wanted to, uh, get naked with him. Correction: make love with him. No, it was too awkward, too tempting.and what if it was too good? What about their friendship then? And what if one of them fell in love.?

Her scent intrigued him... Arousing. Exciting. Those words and more fit the woman David Levinson met purely by chance at the scarf counter. Susan was sunshine, flowers, silkiness and sex...and David ached to have her. And so did her proposition Heiress Susan Carrington was tired of being the good girl, playing it safe, protecting her heart. She craved adventure—with no strings. "Meet me on Wednesday night," she whispered in David's ear, shocked at her boldness. It was an incredibly hot encounter. Arousing. Exciting. As was every Wednesday they met after that... Except soon David wanted Susan seven days a week—with strings attached.