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1000 tulosta hakusanalla Saxon James
Payne: In search of: room to rent.Must ignore the patheticness of a forty-year-old roommate.Preferably dirt cheap as funds are tight (nonexistent).There's nothing sadder than moving back to my hometown newly divorced, homeless, and lost for what my next move is.When my little brother's best friend offers me a place to stay in exchange for menial duties, I swallow my pride and jump at the offer.I need this.I also need Beau to wear a shirt. And ditch the gray sweatpants. And not leave his door ajar when he's in compromising positions ...Beau: In search of: roommate.Must be non smoker and non douchebag. Room payment to be made in meal planning, repairs, and dumb jokes.Since my career took off, I barely have time to breathe, let alone keep my life in order. I'm naturally chaotic, make terrible decisions, and scare off potential dates with my "weirdness".So when Payne gets back into town and needs somewhere to stay, I offer him my spare room with one condition: while he's staying with me, I need him to help me become date-able.And while he does that, I can focus on my other plan: ignoring that Payne is the only man I've ever wanted to date.
Griff: Walking away from my marriage was my idea of a fresh start.My kid is in college, my ex-wife and I are on good terms ... but being single in my forties is a world different to being single in my teens.I'm thankful for my best friend, Heath. He's got my back like he always does and is ready to take me out and show me how the bachelor life is done.He was never supposed to show me literally.After we wake up in bed together, I can't stop looking at him differently, and one thing becomes abundantly clear.I talk a big talk about wanting to be single, but my platonic rule book has gone out the window.Heath: When my best friend comes to me for help post-divorce, I'm only too happy to impart my wisdom to him.After all, Griffin isn't my type, but even I can tell he's a complete lumbersnack. Good with his hands, kind eyes, and a killer smile. All the guys and gals are gonna eat him alive.But the more time we spend together, the less "not my type" he becomes. I'm the one who can't get enough of him.Neither of us is interested in a relationship, so what's a little fun between friends?We both know the score.
Thousands of students on this campus, and I keep being set up with the roommate I can't stand.FelixOne date.That's how long it takes for Marshall Harrows to end up on my bad side.Luckily I have no plans to see the giant teddy bear again. Except when he shows up as my new roommate, I can't escape him, and he's just as irritating as I thought he'd be.He leaves cupboards ajar and puts empty milk cartons back in the fridge. His bedroom door is always open, I find his underwear on the laundry floor, and he has this whole bashful sweetheart thing going on that I just ... can't ... stand.But the most completely, horribly irritating thing about him is that he's totally my type.And my friends won't stop setting us up on blind dates.MarshallOne date.That's how long it took for Felix Andrews to steal my heart.The sparky little spitfire is everything I'm not. Confident, adorable, and completely outspoken.He also wants nothing to do with me. Which is a real problem when I want to give him everything. Including my virginity.But the more I try to gain his attention, the more I see the real him. The one who doesn't feel worthy of being treated like anything other than a one-night stand. So I decide to take matters into my own hands.A total do-over. One night. One date. Where hopefully I can steal his heart too.
FordI've never thought much about Orson Naples. He's a cute guy who I'd seen around town a few times, but then one day he up and left and didn't reappear until a few years later. No one knows where he went or what he was doing, all this gossipy town knows is that he's a widower, owns the florist, and is friends with that divorced group that hang out at the Killer Brew all the time. But then one day I step into his flower shop and go from rarely thinking about him, to him constantly being on my mind. There's a restlessness to him that I'm dying to unlock answers to. And his eyes linger on me a little too long for a straight man ...OrsonFord Thomas is a pest. A delightful one. A tempting one. But I'm too old for games. The ones I've played in the past have always led me to trouble which is why I vowed to settle down and live a quiet life. So when Ford walks into my shop all uncontained energy and flirty quips in a pair of heavy work boots, I know I should show him the door. I don't need fun. I don't need experiences.Especially when those experiences have me questioning things I thought I knew about myself.
FordI've never thought much about Orson Naples. He's a cute guy who I'd seen around town a few times, but then one day he up and left and didn't reappear until a few years later. No one knows where he went or what he was doing, all this gossipy town knows is that he's a widower, owns the florist, and is friends with that divorced group that hang out at the Killer Brew all the time. But then one day I step into his flower shop and go from rarely thinking about him, to him constantly being on my mind. There's a restlessness to him that I'm dying to unlock answers to. And his eyes linger on me a little too long for a straight man ...OrsonFord Thomas is a pest. A delightful one. A tempting one. But I'm too old for games. The ones I've played in the past have always led me to trouble which is why I vowed to settle down and live a quiet life. So when Ford walks into my shop all uncontained energy and flirty quips in a pair of heavy work boots, I know I should show him the door. I don't need fun. I don't need experiences.Especially when those experiences have me questioning things I thought I knew about myself.
ChristianBeing invited to my cousin's wedding really shouldn't be a big deal except, oh yeah, I haven't seen my family for a decade.My parents turned their backs on me and I've done everything since to become successful and show them what they lost. Only, it's kinda hard to be a success when you're a walking trainwreck.So I'm going to fake it. Hire a guy with an online presence so impressive they'll be desperate to welcome me back into the elitist fold, and roll into the wedding with the kind of confidence I've never felt a day in my life.The plan's a knockout.Until my fake date cancels minutes before the ceremony. mileOne letter from my dearly departed grandfather, and suddenly I'm on a husband hunt.He's reworked his entire will so I'm set to inherit far more than I'm entitled to, and all because he's asked me to use that money for "good."In order to get that inheritance, though, there's one stipulation: marriage.Even with his request, I'm tempted to stick to my original plan of getting as far from my wretched family as possible, and letting them fight it out.But then I run into a tall drink of scattered mess outside of a wedding who's in desperate need of a date, and the pieces click into place.I help him, he helps me.Marriage, money, then go our separate ways.Easy.Now all I have to do is stop myself from actually falling for the guy.
ChristianBeing invited to my cousin's wedding really shouldn't be a big deal except, oh yeah, I haven't seen my family for a decade.My parents turned their backs on me and I've done everything since to become successful and show them what they lost. Only, it's kinda hard to be a success when you're a walking trainwreck.So I'm going to fake it. Hire a guy with an online presence so impressive they'll be desperate to welcome me back into the elitist fold, and roll into the wedding with the kind of confidence I've never felt a day in my life.The plan's a knockout.Until my fake date cancels minutes before the ceremony. mileOne letter from my dearly departed grandfather, and suddenly I'm on a husband hunt.He's reworked his entire will so I'm set to inherit far more than I'm entitled to, and all because he's asked me to use that money for "good."In order to get that inheritance, though, there's one stipulation: marriage.Even with his request, I'm tempted to stick to my original plan of getting as far from my wretched family as possible, and letting them fight it out.But then I run into a tall drink of scattered mess outside of a wedding who's in desperate need of a date, and the pieces click into place.I help him, he helps me.Marriage, money, then go our separate ways.Easy.Now all I have to do is stop myself from actually falling for the guy.
ArtWhen it comes to regrets, I have none. My life is perfect. I own a bar, work hard, party harder, and smother my niblings in all the love they deserve. I don't need to settle down, as much as my sister might want me to.But then Joey Manning walks into my office and leaves me all but begging to give him a job ... and wanting to give him so much more.The self-professed straight man is in my head and while I know that I need to move on from him, my body isn't getting that message. It doesn't help that Joey is a grade A flirt who can banter with the best of them. I've never had regrets. Not until Joey Manning.JoeyThe bills keep piling up and the pressure to get my sisters through college before we're evicted is always on the back of my mind. Whoever said life was for living, clearly forgot that living's expensive.My default mode is stressed AF and working myself to the bone, and there's only one person who gives me a break from all that.Art de Almeida.My boss.The one man I shouldn't flirt with, but I can't seem to stop. I want to get under his skin. To leave him panting for me. Which wouldn't be such a bad thing except that he thinks I'm straight, and I've never bothered to correct him.I need this job.But some days I worry that I need Art more.Employing Patience is a low angst, small town, employer/employee romance. It has a ridiculous found family, prince charming costumes and the king of anti-commitment falling hard.
MOLLYMoving to Seattle is supposed to be all about getting a fresh start and leaving the bitter man I was becoming behind.I have new roommates-quirky, sometimes strange, roommates-a nosy, next door neighbor and a grumpy kitty for company, but even surrounded by people, I still don't feel like I belong. Plus, it turns out the men in Seattle are exactly the same as the ones I left behind, and my string of romantic disconnections continues.It's not until one of my roommates, Seven, hits me with some hard truths that I realize where I was going wrong.Maybe the men aren't the problem.I am.And there's only one way to fix that.SEVENBeing found tied up naked to my bed by my cute new roommate isn't an ideal way for us to start a friendship.But apparently a quid-pro-quo is.He keeps his pretty lips zipped about the compromising position, and I step in as his dating coach. We go out, I note where he's going wrong, and he magically becomes dating material.The problem is, between my codependent brother Xander and a new best friend I can't get rid of, Molly and I are the target of a matchmaking scheme. My life is way too busy to add another person to it, and Molly is the kinda guy who needs to be made a priority, which I just can't do. Xander's medical anxiety takes up too much of my time, and I've never found a partner who doesn't resent it.I'm determined to help Molly find his ever after.But that guy will never be me.
MOLLYMoving to Seattle is supposed to be all about getting a fresh start and leaving the bitter man I was becoming behind.I have new roommates-quirky, sometimes strange, roommates-a nosy, next door neighbor and a grumpy kitty for company, but even surrounded by people, I still don't feel like I belong. Plus, it turns out the men in Seattle are exactly the same as the ones I left behind, and my string of romantic disconnections continues.It's not until one of my roommates, Seven, hits me with some hard truths that I realize where I was going wrong.Maybe the men aren't the problem.I am.And there's only one way to fix that.SEVENBeing found tied up naked to my bed by my cute new roommate isn't an ideal way for us to start a friendship.But apparently a quid-pro-quo is.He keeps his pretty lips zipped about the compromising position, and I step in as his dating coach. We go out, I note where he's going wrong, and he magically becomes dating material.The problem is, between my codependent brother Xander and a new best friend I can't get rid of, Molly and I are the target of a matchmaking scheme. My life is way too busy to add another person to it, and Molly is the kinda guy who needs to be made a priority, which I just can't do. Xander's medical anxiety takes up too much of my time, and I've never found a partner who doesn't resent it.I'm determined to help Molly find his ever after.But that guy will never be me.
KellerBanging my son's bestie was a total accident that will never, ever happen again. I'm sure of it.While he might be gorgeous and caught me in a weak moment, when it comes right down to it, my son has been my entire life for the last twenty-six years. I don't know how to be anything other than his dad.But with Molly heading off to Seattle, he leaves me with a parting gift: Will.His best friend.And my new roommate.Still, I'm determined to focus on my plan of finding someone to settle down with and to start living for me.Then Molly hits me with another gift: he's asked Will to help find me the perfect partner.WillMolly leaving me to run away across the country made one thing very obvious. I crave stability. I crave a life where I get to control what happens to me, without the constant threat of having to move home to my homophobic family.All I need to focus on is work and making enough money for the downpayment on my own place.Except now I'm living in the spare bedroom of the man I've been in love with for years.The same bedroom where we had one very messy, very quick, accidental frot sesh.Now I'm cooking for him every night, and we're working out together every morning. It's all feeling very domestic and my heart can't separate reality from the fantasies in my head.I know I'm going to get hurt.It's only a matter of time.But when it comes to Keller, it's impossible for me to walk away.
RushWhen I show up to surprise my boyfriend in a barely-there festive outfit, I'm expecting him to be alone.Not hosting family. His fianc 's family. Down one boyfriend and up a lot of embarrassment, I flee with my tail between my legs. The broken heart will fade. My humiliation, not so much, but my saving grace is the fact that I never have to see either of them ever, ever again. Until I walk into work and come face to face with my new boss. HunterI never, in a million years, would have guessed the man hiding under his desk at work would be the one person I hoped to never see again.My ex-fianc 's side piece. Apparently I can't fire the guy because of personal issues, so I try to play nice, which is a whole lot harder to do when I find out my ex is still texting Rush. The same ex I haven't heard from since I walked out on his begging. Rush tells me he didn't know about me. He tells me there were others. He also tells me our ex still wants him and so, we come up with a plan. To show him what it feels like when you want someone who doesn't want you back. All we need is a camera. His number. And one shared kiss. Revenge has never been sweeter.
