I hate him… but I also want to touch his abs. Is that normal?
My boss, the famous romance novelist, always said she’d open doors for me when I finished writing my first book. Only I have… and she hasn’t. Worse, I just met her new brand manager, and I know him.
Enoch “the Suit” Laskin made my life miserable in business school, right up until he seduced me. Then he took an internship with Parker Brand Management, working for my father, the other man I hate.
Enoch is a traitor. He’s a jerk. It’s torture to be around him.
Lucky for me, the Fairy Godmother Agency, a husband and wife P.I. team who help women in dire straits, have offered to make me their next client.
The Suit won’t know what hit him.
I sold my soul to John Parker, and I still haven’t gotten it back.
Grace thinks I betrayed her. She’s not wrong, but she doesn’t know the full story.
Through a few twists of fate, I’ve become the caretaker of my grumpy father and teenage nephew. I’m determined to prove myself to Grace, and to them, but everything keeps going disastrously wrong.
If I were a more superstitious man, I’d think someone was out to get me.