Cori Ross is thanking her lucky stars. Sure, her longtime boyfriend just dumped her, but that's a good thing. In her rush to find Mr. Right, she realizes she almost settled for Mr. Just Okay. And that's definitely not okay. So, tonight, she's out with her friends at the Breakup Bash-a private party for women celebrating their break-ups-and she's actually celebrating. Still, it was too close a call. So she makes a deal with herself-no guys for six months.
Unfortunately, just as she's leaving the club, she runs into her old boyfriend, Grey Latham-the guy she'd always wanted to be Mr. Right. Great. What a time to swear off guys. Maybe she needs to change the deal-no relationships for six months. There's no reason why she can't have a fling, right? Because Grey still holds the title of the best sex she's ever had.
There's no way this could go wrong. Grey is on his way to international DJ fame-he's only in town for a short time, and then he'll be gone again. No harm in burning up the sheets while it lasts.
Too bad neither expected what happened next . . .
Contains mature themes.
Natalie Winters thought she'd married the man of her dreams . . . but her marriage ended way too soon in a nightmarish divorce. She even has to share custody of the dog! The stress is killing her, so she decides to take a night off and attend the Breakup Bash-a private party for women celebrating their breakups-with her friends.
Former executive security specialist turned bartender Rome Collier is drawn to the woman easily trading sexy banter with him. And if she wants the 'Do Me' condoms she accidentally throws across the counter at him, she'll have to claim them . . . personally. Their flirtation turns into so much more, and every scintillating night they spend together is better than the last.
Strong, protective . . . and hot, Rome is everything Natalie ever wanted in a man. All she has to do is convince him he's more than a rebound.
Contains mature themes.
Opposites attract. Enemies ignite . . .
There's nothing personal stylist Tabitha Drake loves more than pissing off Andrew Bode. He's uptight, he refuses to agree with her on anything, and she loathes the hideous brown suits and red power ties he wears. The man even hates ice cream. How can her best friend work for a man who hates ice cream? But the absolute worst thing about Drew? He's sexy as hell, and she's totally and ridiculously attracted to him.
Andrew Bode, CEO of the Bode-Wynn military contracting firm, is convinced he and Tab will never get along. Unfortunately, the infuriating-and sinfully tempting-stylist is his ticket to a major account. The only way to get what he wants is to agree to Tab's terms: a style makeover. However, Drew has a few terms of his own, most of which involve her naked in his bed. But neither of them are prepared when their lust-fueled hostility turns into something altogether unexpected . . .
Contains mature themes.
One decadent dare, one steamy night . . .
It's been a year since Jasmine Stewart dumped her cheating ex, so when her best friend dares her to have a one-night stand during a business trip to Miami, Jasmine is all in. But just as she hits her cheesy-come-ons limit, a wickedly hot former soldier comes to her rescue.
Security specialist Ethan Worth's instincts tell him the gorgeous woman at the bar is trouble. After a sexy dance and even sexier kiss, he knows she is. But when their scintillating night leads to more, the possibility of another long distance relationship sends Jasmine running for the door.
Until the unthinkable happens. Jasmine's company assigns her to Bode-Wynn, the military security firm where Ethan works. Forced back together, the undeniable heat between them flares to life. But sex is all it can ever be, because taking it further goes against everything Jasmine wants . . . and everything Ethan fears.
Contains mature themes.
Someone once told me that there are worse things than being left at the altar. Well, not many, in my experience. That was six months ago, though, and my life has moved on. Heck, I have a new job lined up and I'm leaving town.
But, I can't deny that my love life kind of sucks.
That’s why I let my friends convince me to join them for Club Escapade’s Breakup Bash. And we might just be disillusioned enough to actually enjoy it. Last time we were here, it was for my bachelorette party. That night, I met one of the dancers – Raphael – and when he flirted with me, I almost forgot I was engaged. And there's a part of me that never forgot him.
Now, it seems my friends have wandered off and I’m thinking about calling it a night. Until the music begins and I see Raphael, my secret fantasy, on stage. And this time, I’m definitely not engaged...
