Janice Olson

Whitney Singleton has everything she's ever wanted, an apartment, a good job, friends and family who love her. The only thing missing, a man for her company Christmas banquet. Not just any man will do. She needs one who cleans up well, has good manners, and will at least pretend she's the next best thing to chocolate. Adam Ryder, Whitney's neighbor, offers a solution ... a friendly holiday escort exchange. He'll attend her functions. She'll attend his. Against her better judgment, Whitney agrees. But when Adam's bargain turns into more than their original agreement, how does she back out gracefully? Or does she want to?

How far would you run to stay alive? Aimee Hamilton fled to the Piney Woods of Texas. But ... was that far enough? When Tom Branigan shoved his cap up, Aimee saw his puckered brow and figured he was doing his best to stare her down. He reminded her of a bull, head down, ready to charge, with her being the red flag. Smiling, she hustled out of her truck, or at least she tried to hustle. The cantankerous door wouldn't open without putting her full 110 pounds behind a good arm-shoulder slam to the door. When it flew open, she nearly fell out on the ground. More than likely, she'd have a good bruise on that arm come morning. In disbelief, he watched her as she righted herself and then headed in his direction. She noticed a slight curve of his lips before they went rigid again. Did the man ever smile? Come to think of it, she didn't smile much either when she first arrived in Ben Wheeler, Texas.

In the world of mergers, buyouts, and takeovers, Tiffany becomes the acquisition in a full blown battle for love. I, Tiffany Anne Gates, am strong and resourceful, but when it comes to men I'm at a loss. If I'd known a fender-bender with Mr. Most-Eligible-Bachelor, aka, Matthew Thomas Ainsley the Third, would put my heart in jeopardy and embroil me in a conspiracy, I would have stayed home. Since I've met Mr. Fender-Bender, I've been fired, unwittingly hired as his mother's next candidate, in a long list of candidates, and embroiled in a little payback with Mr. Exec. Of course, his method of getting even ... me And now I face a dilemma.