![]() Ambrosia, There are three things I hate: Bratwurst in any form, my neighbors boinking loudly like farm animals at 3 AM, and Chase Jett. I need to get my head back in business, because getting off is great, but "He was a man who had sex, and lots of it, and in the worst locations, with the woman of his nightmares" isn’t the inscription I want on my tombstone. When I’m not banging her silly and myself stupid. It’s payback time, and I’m going to make her life hell. Point is, she cost me my two best friends ten years ago. ![]() Technically, I bought the company she works for. But even if she does decide to risk her heart on Caleb, there is no guarantee her stubborn Scot will want to risk his heart on her.Ĭhase, I’ve just bought the woman of my nightmares. When his stay in Boston becomes permanent, Ava must decide whether to fight her feelings for him or give into them. Not long thereafter Ava realizes she's made a terrible error because as it turns out Caleb Scott isn't quite so unlikeable after all. Ava agrees, knowing her heart's in no danger since a) she barely likes Caleb and b) his existence in her life is temporary. When pure chance pulls Ava back into Caleb's orbit, he proposes they enjoy their physical connection while he's stranded in Boston. And that's all it was-until Caleb shows up on her doorstep. Then over the course of their journey home, their antagonism somehow lands them in bed for the steamiest layover Ava's ever had. Her last ditch attempt to salvage the trip was thwarted by an arrogant Scotsman, Caleb Scott, who steals a first class seat out from under her. As if flying back to Phoenix to bury a childhood friend wasn't hell enough, a cloud of volcanic ash traveling from overseas delayed her flight back home to Boston. The universe is conspiring against Ava Breevort. Or maybe this is just another game.Ī series of chance encounters leads to a sizzling new romance from the New York Times bestselling author of the On Dublin Street series. Maybe Lucy Hutton doesn’t hate Joshua Templeman. So why is she suddenly having steamy dreams about Joshua, and dressing for work like she’s got a hot date? After a perfectly innocent elevator ride ends with an earth-shattering kiss, Lucy starts to wonder whether she’s got Joshua Templeman all wrong. If Lucy wins this game, she’ll be Joshua’s boss. Lucy can’t let Joshua beat her at anything-especially when a huge new promotion goes up for the taking. Trapped in a shared office together 40 (OK, 50 or 60) hours a week, they’ve become entrenched in an addictive, ridiculous never-ending game of one-upmanship. Everyone except for coldly efficient, impeccably attired, physically intimidating Joshua Templeman. She’s charming and accommodating and prides herself on being loved by everyone at Bexley & Gamin. 2) A person’s undoing 3) Joshua Templeman Lucy Hutton has always been certain that the nice girl can get the corner office. ![]() Nemesis (n.) 1) An opponent or rival whom a person cannot best or overcome. Right Where I Want You by Jessica Hawkins We shouldn’t -but straddling that line could be so much fun.Ģ. There’s a fine line between love and hate-and we shouldn’t cross it. And now he couldn’t wait to annihilate his rival. It was because he’d seen me vandalize his car. His heated stare wasn’t because of any mutual attraction. The gorgeous man from the elevator was now my nemesis. Until I walked into my new boss’s office and met my competition. Maybe things here wouldn’t be so bad after all. His heated stare left me flush when I stepped off the elevator. You know the deal…your body lights up, fireworks go off, and the air around you crackles with electricity. We had one of those brief moments that only happened in movies. Things started to perk up when I ran into a gorgeous man in the elevator. Seriously, my day couldn’t get any worse. Except, I accidentally broke the windshield wiper while slipping the ticket onto the car’s window. Chances were, the owner would pay it and be none the wiser. Annoyed, I decided to regift my ticket to the car that had evaded a fine. She’d ticketed a long line of cars-except for the Audi parked in front of me, which happened to be the same make and model as mine. While I lugged my belongings up to my new office, a meter maid wrote me a parking summons. I was late for the first day at my new job-a job I’d now have to compete for even though I’d already worked eight years to earn it, because of an unexpected merger. Bennett Fox walked into my life on one hell of a crappy Monday morning.
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