From an author duo of USA Today Bestselling Authors, comes the third COMPLETE STANDALONE in the Modern Love Series.
Who knew my brother's friend could be Mr. Right, and not just Mr. Right Now?
My brother refused to introduce me, so I blame him. If he'd just caved, and introduced me to Jasper, I wouldn't be in this mess. I mean, really, what's the big deal? I'm not interested in the guy's looks.
Oh no, I want his cold hard cash. (Be honest, you were expecting that other four letter 'c' word weren't you?)
Now, before you go getting all judgy, I'm not a gold digger. I have a legitimate business opportunity for Jasper to invest in. The problem is that my stick-up-his-ass brother is embarrassed that his twin sister invents kick ass sex toys. His problem, not mine.
So, I took matters into my own hands. Defeat isn't a word in Lennon Hart's dictionary.
Using my stealthy P. I. moves, I narrowed my search to a time and place where I knew I could find him. It was completely innocent. A chance meeting that would give me the opportunity to pitch my business.
It wasn't until I sat down across from the gorgeous panty soaking man in front of me, that I realized I wanted so much more than just his money. I could very well want his heart if I wasn't careful.
Apparently my P. I. skills aren't as stellar as I thought because Jasper had his own secret and it changed EVERYTHING.
Who knew my brother's friend could be Mr. Right, and not just Mr. Right Now?
My brother refused to introduce me, so I blame him. If he'd just caved, and introduced me to Jasper, I wouldn't be in this mess. I mean, really, what's the big deal? I'm not interested in the guy's looks.
Oh no, I want his cold hard cash. (Be honest, you were expecting that other four letter 'c' word weren't you?)
Now, before you go getting all judgy, I'm not a gold digger. I have a legitimate business opportunity for Jasper to invest in. The problem is that my stick-up-his-ass brother is embarrassed that his twin sister invents kick ass sex toys. His problem, not mine.
So, I took matters into my own hands. Defeat isn't a word in Lennon Hart's dictionary.
Using my stealthy P. I. moves, I narrowed my search to a time and place where I knew I could find him. It was completely innocent. A chance meeting that would give me the opportunity to pitch my business.
It wasn't until I sat down across from the gorgeous panty soaking man in front of me, that I realized I wanted so much more than just his money. I could very well want his heart if I wasn't careful.
Apparently my P. I. skills aren't as stellar as I thought because Jasper had his own secret and it changed EVERYTHING.
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From two USA TODAY BESTSELLING authors comes an OPPOSITES ATTRACT SEXY ROMCOM STANDALONE.
Who knew a bad boy could mend a broken heart?
What does a girl do after she discovers her fiancé is a cheating bastard?
In my case, I performed the ritual implosion of all scorned women. I drowned my sorrows in cases of white wine, wallowed in gallons of ice cream, and ignited a bonfire to burn away every damn remnant of his existence. Six months later, the only result was a permanent impression of my ass on the couch.
Adventure Dating my friends dared.
A new and exciting opportunity they said.
I thought they were crazy, but I'm not one to back down from a challenge, so I signed up for the entire four-week deal.
That's where I saw HIM. Lucas Cummings. He isn't the classic rich boy I usually end up with. The one whose idea of working up a sweat is waiting for his margarita to be served beachside. Nope. He's a rough and tough bad boy that all fathers warn their daughters about. You know the type. Cocky swagger, chiseled jaw-the 'V'.
SOLD, I said to myself, until I discovered he was so much more than just a BOXER.
Left Hook.
Right to the heart.
** Note: This book was previous titled "The Boxer". Same great story with a fresh new look.**
Who knew a bad boy could mend a broken heart?
What does a girl do after she discovers her fiancé is a cheating bastard?
In my case, I performed the ritual implosion of all scorned women. I drowned my sorrows in cases of white wine, wallowed in gallons of ice cream, and ignited a bonfire to burn away every damn remnant of his existence. Six months later, the only result was a permanent impression of my ass on the couch.
Adventure Dating my friends dared.
A new and exciting opportunity they said.
I thought they were crazy, but I'm not one to back down from a challenge, so I signed up for the entire four-week deal.
That's where I saw HIM. Lucas Cummings. He isn't the classic rich boy I usually end up with. The one whose idea of working up a sweat is waiting for his margarita to be served beachside. Nope. He's a rough and tough bad boy that all fathers warn their daughters about. You know the type. Cocky swagger, chiseled jaw-the 'V'.
SOLD, I said to myself, until I discovered he was so much more than just a BOXER.
Left Hook.
Right to the heart.
** Note: This book was previous titled "The Boxer". Same great story with a fresh new look.**