Sometimes it’s good to be bad. Real good… After Eli Wright came out, his parents threw him out. In the five years since, he’s made his own way, lived by his own rules, determined to never change himself—not for anyone. He’s not against finding Mr. Right, but Mr. Right Now will do just fine. Quinn Maloney’s reward for ten years of faithfully keeping his closeted boyfriend’s secrets? A hell of a wake-up call to go with his morning coffee. Not only did Peter have affairs, he went straight to marry his pregnant girlfriend—and Quinn was to never reveal their history. With the baby’s baptism looming and Quinn expected to put on a polite front, he decides he’s had enough of playing the peacekeeper. One wink from a much younger, eyeliner-wearing guy in a bar, and Quinn’s found a perfectly outrageous date for the occasion. The date goes better than he ever imagined. And so much worse, as Eli convinces everyone they’re madly in love. That wasn’t part of the plan, but the more Quinn learns about the man behind the makeup, the more he wishes it was true.
Warning: Contains an absolute bastard of an ex-boyfriend. Not responsible for sudden uncontrollable urges to punch him in the teeth.
Also not responsible for any overheating or sudden urges brought about by explicit sex with a little BDSM thrown in.
Best friend since forever, fake engagement, life’s about to get real! Environmental lawyer Gemma Fine is leaving a disastrous day at work when her best friend calls with an emergency. Owen Caryl has more than one bundle of trouble on his hands, but it’s his best friend, not a lawyer, that he needs. To prevent a family emergency from turning into a tragedy, Gemma pretends to be Owen’s fiancée. That means taking him, and his troubles, into her home. The fake engagement would be easier if she hadn’t spent half her life desiring Owen. Easier still if she didn’t have his big, hard body in bed beside her, sharing his heat, a rasp in his voice as he captures her hand and pulls her to him. She desperately needs to know if it’s desire burning in his dark brown gaze… Or tomorrow’s reflection of her broken heart.