As a divorced single father, I live by three rules: 1. Make sure every day my daughter, Paisley, knows she’s number one in my life. No. Matter. What. 2. Keep contact with my cheating ex-wife to a minimum. 3. Turn Maxwell Wineries into a legacy that keeps Paisley set for life. When I hire Lexi to look after my daughter, I realize I need another rule: don’t pursue Paisley’s nanny. But even if I had that rule it wouldn’t matter. Because I'm breaking it already.

As the hockey league’s star goalie, I live by three simple principles: 1. Keep a pristine image. 2. Work hard on the ice. 3. Don’t piss off the bosses…too much. I was killing it until a mishap tarnished my image. Now, management has me cleaning up my reputation and coaching a bunch of kids. And damn, those little punks are growing on me, and so is the program coordinator, Kendra. I’m hellbent on proving myself, but my attraction to Kendra takes me by complete surprise. Her defenses are up, but I like a good challenge. Management’s directives are clear: "Kendra is off-limits." But there's a reason I'm the best. I won’t let anyone stand in the way of what I want.

I moved to Chicago six months ago, determined to finally open my own bakery. My landlady was this sweet woman who treated me like her granddaughter. Then she sold the house. Now the devil himself is my landlord and neighbor since I live in the guesthouse on his property. Declan Maxwell is moody, unreasonable, and takes himself far too seriously. Unfortunately for me, he’s also damn sexy. When he shows up on my doorstep in the middle of the night ordering me to turn down the music, I give him hell. Secretly, I’m also checking him out. We go toe to toe like this almost every night. The man is impossible. But here’s the thing. I need a place to stay while I save for my business and this place is a steal. So, I need to put up with this handsome devil, though from a distance—because he’s far too gorgeous. Then one day I come home injured from work and he surprises me by taking care of me. And kissing me. And just like that, all my best intentions go up in smoke.

Last night, he was a sexy stranger I couldn't get enough of. Today, he's my new boss, who I can't seem to please. Bad luck seems to follow me. Last night, I grabbed a drink at the bar near my new workplace. I met the most sophisticated man when he “stole” my table. We bantered and danced, and I went home with a stranger for the first time in my life. The next morning, I find out my hot one-night stand is my new boss. Gone is the playful, charming man from last night. Luke Maxwell is all business, acting as if our night together never happened. He’s impossible to please, but I’m determined to succeed. This job is my chance to prove myself and put my past—and my ex—behind me. I’m not going to mess this up. But then we go on a business trip together and end up stranded for the night. Instead of discussing our project, he kisses me in the elevator and throws a jealous fit, claiming I’m his. Apparently, I’m not the only one who can’t forget our evening together after all.

A surprise baby romance from USA Today bestselling author Layla Hagen The first time I met Travis Maxwell, he completely charmed me. We spent a glorious week together, knowing that we'd go our separate ways in the end. One month later, two blue lines turn my life upside down. I'm pregnant. And the number Travis gave me is no longer in service. Hurt and shocked, I do the right thing anyway and track him down. We agree to be friends—nothing more—and to focus on raising our child. Easier said than done. Travis transformed from a master flirt to a caveman, intent on protecting me, and our unborn baby. He spoils me and tends to all my cravings: including supplying my favorite cupcakes on demand, and watching Netflix with me. As we bicker about which season of Bridgerton is better, he suddenly tells me that he wants me. That he needs me. And I need him too. But I want him to want me for me, not just because of the baby. I fear he's mixing up his feelings and I don't think that's the right recipe for forever …

He was my first love. Now he's my roommate. And he's determined to win me back. After my business partner cheats me out of money, I return home to Chicago. I want to rebuild everything, but I’m so broke that I can’t even afford to pay rent. Then my first love, Sam Maxwell, unexpectedly pops back into my life and turns out to be my knight in shining armor. When he offers to share an apartment, I’m eager to accept. After all, it's been fifteen years since I last saw him, and we hardly know each other anymore. But I was wrong—so very wrong. The second we move in together, I realize I’m in over my head. Sam is even hotter than I remember. More daring. More shameless. More…everything. The spark I’d thought was long gone rekindles, and neither of us tries to stop it. Sam Maxwell is my past and my present. But can he be my future too?

Two enemies. One bed. What could possibly go wrong? Our new general manager is the most difficult man on the planet. The night before Drake begins working at my family's hotel, he finds me in the bar, trying to get rid of a boring date. But the guy won’t take even a not-so-subtle hint. Then Drake surprises me and comes to our table, but only to reprimand ME about dating in our workplace. The asshat! I swear he thinks he can get away with it only because of those smoldering green eyes. Well, they don’t affect me. Nope, not at all. He may be Mr. McDreamy, but he doesn’t know who he’s dealing with. I give as good as I get. As we scout a location for a new hotel in Aspen, things really come to a head—just not in the way I imagined. When our reservations get mixed up and we end up in the same room—sharing one bed—Drake confesses that he crashed my date because he couldn’t stand seeing me with another man. He wants me all for himself. I don’t want to want him. Besides, the hotel needs him, and so does my family. But as I give in to the temptation that is Drake DuGray, things get deliciously complicated… in more ways than one.

Reese Maxwell meets her happy-ever-after in Layla Hagen's latest. What starts as a pretend romance soon turns into so much more... Newly divorced Dominic Waldorf is the most coveted bachelor in Chicago. At least, that’s what he thinks. I’d describe him as more of a Neanderthal with a really nice backside. When I accidentally spill champagne on him at a charity event, he accuses me of hitting on him. Then later, I run into him in an empty coat room, and he’s convinced. The truth is even more embarrassing. I’m hiding from my ex-fiancé, who showed up with his new wife—my former best friend. I try to hold it together, but instead spill my guts to this handsome stranger. Dom surprises me by suggesting an we pretend to date. I get to rub it in my ex’s face and he appears off the ‘market’. You scratch my back—I scratch yours, that sort of thing. Dom is an excellent fake boyfriend. He’s protective and caring, and even gives me a smoking hot kiss. Then things get complicated. The charity has another event for us to attend—out of town, and overnight. Between late night confessions and three more smoking hot kisses—not that I’m counting—I start wondering if he’s really faking everything. I’m certainly way past pretending. Soon after, Dom admits that he wants to date me… me, Reese Maxwell, for real! But my heart isn’t allowed to make any decisions anymore. Except—maybe—this one last time…