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It started as a normal birthday celebration. Was there wine? Of course. Did I let loose with my best friends? Absolutely. Did I have one glass too many and follow a tattooed bad boy into a bar? Cue mortification. I don't do reckless, or wild nights of hot sex. Correction: I didn't used to. I also didn't plan to drunk-email my boss and quit my soul-sucking job, leaving me in a financial mess. But I'm churning those lemons into lemonade! I'm chasing my dream job at San Francisco's hottest restaurant. Guess who shows up as my competition? None other than my tattooed bad decision.

This collection includes Don't Go Stealing My Heart, The Beat Match, and The Knockout Rule.

Beatrice Baker may be a struggling artist, but she believes all hardships have silver linings...until she follows her boyfriend to New Orleans and finds him with another woman. Instead of turning those lemons into lemonade, she drinks lemon drop martinis and keys the wrong man's car. Now she works for Huxley Marlow of the Marvelous Marlow Boys, getting shoved in boxes as an on-stage magician's assistant. A cool job for some, but Bea's been coerced into the role to cover her debt. She also maybe fantasizes about her boss' adept hands and what else they can do

August Cruz is the only man I've ever loved. He's the one who got away. He's the one I totally screwed over. Now he's standing on my doorstep, nine years later, but he's not the only thing that turns up. My mother's lost diary is in my hands, and it might lead me to my father. A possibility I wished for one year ago, at my last birthday. I have 36 hours to fulfill that wish. I have 36 hours to drag August on a wild scavenger hunt. I have 36 hours to protect my heart before I lose him again . . . because there's something he's not telling me.

Tripping into a gorgeous man when signing up at a Habitat for Humanity build should be a bonus, right? Not when that hunk decides it would be fun to prank me. To be fair, I'm not what I'd call "handy." I'm a genius at styling my clients, but manual labor isn't my thing. Still, I'm determined to better myself by helping my community. Then Owen too-hot-to-be-human Philips told me to show up wearing hazmat-level gear. He's all apologetic now, being nice and sweet and hot. I'm ready to forgive and forget. To be honest, I'm also ready to climb him like a freaking tree.

Growing up, I had it all—my art, close friends, a gorgeous girlfriend who owned my heart—but then my life exploded. Turns out my father was laundering money, and my whole family got shoved into witness protection. No notice. No chance to explain. I was ripped away from beautiful, blue-eyed Delilah Moon, shattering both our worlds. A decade later, fate has given us a second chance. The cartel my father worked for has been wiped out. I’ve returned to my hometown, determined to win back the love of my life. But Delilah is engaged.

For the last ten years, I’ve been living a lie in witness protection. But the drug cartel that put me there isn’t a threat anymore, so I can have my life back. I should be thrilled, right? Wrong. The last thing I want to do is go back home and show everyone how far I’ve fallen. I’m not the high-powered lawyer they all expect me to be. I’m just a guy who slings drinks and scowls at the world. But then I hear about Max, my ex’s ten-year-old son. My ten-year-old son.

She wants to steal his Van Gogh. He wants to steal her heart. Clementine Abernathy is a modern day Robin Hood, stealing from the rich and giving to the poor. Her latest heist involves swiping a priceless Van Gogh from its owner, who is supposed to be an egotistical, trust-fund brat. Turns out Jack David is more than meets the eye, and Clementine is now the one in trouble. Some people would call Clementine Abernathy a criminal. She considers herself a modern day Robin Hood, who steals from the rich and gives to the poor.

Weston Aldrich is known for his devastating looks and crisp Italian suits. He's been groomed to take over his family business and is on the brink of closing a massive merger. Only two wild cards can derail him.

Growing up with an adoring father for a boxing legend isn’t all sunshine and rainbows. It looks more like hospital visits, bloody noses, and cracked ribs.