Sandra Marton

So let's get this straight. This is a story about romance.Well, it's not a story. I mean, it's not something somebody made up. It's about me. And yeah, in case you're wondering, I'm a guy.Surprised? Sure you are. You figure those words just don't go together. Romance, with a capital R. Guy, with a capital G. You're probably sitting there and smirking. What could a dude possibly know about romance? You figure we're big on sex. But romance?You're right. Romance is not a male thing.And that's exactly my problem.The bottom line is that whatever you think you know about men and romance is pretty much correct. You figure we're big on the F-word as long as it doesn't stand for Forever.And you're right.***The F-Word is a sexy romantic comedy. It's funny, it's tender...and it's HOT

Declan Sanchez was a SEAL. Now he's a STUD warrior. At six feet two inches, Dec is hard-bodied, tough and smart. He's a man who always goes after what he wants-and gets it. And what he wants is Annie Stanton.But first, Dec has to save Annie's life

Lissa Wilde, a Le Cordon Bleu trained chef, is beautiful and talented. She's on her way to the top of her profession, and she's dating the best-looking guys in Hollywood.Nick Gentry is an actor and he's hot, hot, hot He's the movie star every studio wants, the lover every woman wants, and Nick has always been happy to oblige on both counts. But Fate has other plans.In the blink of an eye, Lissa's career nosedives and Nick's is all but ended. The future looms ahead, dark and uncertain for them both.Necessity brings Lissa into Nick's life. Blazing passion brings her into his bed. What they share there is beyond anything either of them has ever known...And it's more, lots more, than either of them is willing to trust.