From #1 NYT bestselling author Lauren Blakely comes a sexy new standalone romance! The first time I met him, his sexy British accent almost talked me into giving him my number on the spot. The second time, he nearly charmed the panties off me with his wit. Then I learned he's the key to success in my new job in Paris. The man who tempts me into fling-worthy dirty daydreams has turned out to be my personal translator, and his accent is the hottest...

Football player Jones agrees to star in publicist Jillian's charity calendar if she will represent him in managing a new sponsorship deal, but can their relationship remain a purely professional one?

Sometimes you can't help falling in love, even when you try to do the opposite...Successful fashion blogger McKenna Bell has spent far too long protecting herself after the way her ex-fiance left her at the altar for a college chick he met the night of his bachelor party. Loving again, trusting again, well, that's just not in the cards. Especially now that her ex is back in town with his new woman, demanding custody of McKenna's favorite creature...

Her pleasure is my super power...Making a woman feel 'oh-god-that's-good' is the name of the game, and if a man can't get the job done, he should get the hell out of the bedroom. I suppose that makes me a superhero of pleasure and my mission is to always deliver for the ladies. And then I'm thrown for a loop when a certain woman asks me to teach her everything about how to win a man. The only problem? This gorgeous redhead is my best friend's sister....

"Ever notice that sometimes a guy will do something really stupid, like let the love of his life slip through his fingers? Yeah. I'm that guy. But the moment I run into the woman I once loved madly, I've got one goal and one goal only--a second chance. The plan? Go big or go home. Fine, at first glance, stripping naked at my ex-girlfriend's place of work might not seem like the brightest way to win her heart again. But trust me on this count--she...

I'm breaking up with set-ups. No more "can I introduce you to my son, nephew, grandson, the butcher, the guy down the street who mows my lawn." Machines know what's best, and I'll rely on the great dating algorithms of the web to find the ideal man, thank you very much. Soon enough, it looks like I've found him--his nickname is Lucky Suit, and he's hilarious, quick-witted and full of heart. But when I finally get together with him in person, I have...