Just This Once
I have three hard and fast rules when it comes to one-night stands.
Don’t tell her your last name.
Don’t take her home with you.
Don’t knock her up.
Jane Smith was supposed to be a quick fling. I saw her as a brief escape from the never-ending drama that is my life as a surgeon in New York City.
Now, she’s pregnant and scared as hell.
Oh, and apparently her real name is Chloe Newell.
It’s probably not the best time to tell her that I’m the guy who ruined her life two years ago.
Author’s Note: This romance contains a gorgeous doctor, an unexpected pregnancy and a past connection between the hero and heroine that could change everything. HUSH is part of the Just This Once Series. Each book features a different couple and the books are not connected so they can be read in any order.
The first and last one-night stand I had ended with zero orgasms for me and my wallet gone.
I fell asleep after the man who called himself Kent rolled off of me and out of my life.
The only thing he left behind was a business card on the floor next to the bed.
Griffin Kent. Attorney at Law.
Since I don’t know a soul in New York, I head straight to the jerk’s office on Madison Avenue to get back my wallet and reclaim my pride.
I’m not prepared for what happens when I arrive at the prestigious law firm of Kent & Colt.
I doubt that the real Griffin Kent would leave a woman unsatisfied in any way. He’s tall, dark haired and dangerously handsome. He’s also the complete opposite of the imposter I spent the night with.
The arrogant attorney orders his assistant to help me, but he’s the one who enrolls in the art class I came to Manhattan to teach.
He may be my student, but something tells me that Griffin is going to be schooling me in the art of seduction.
Author’s Note: This sexy standalone novel contains a dirty talking attorney, nude male models and a HEA the hero will do anything to fight for. BARE is part of the Just This Once Series. Each book features a different couple and since the books are not connected, they can be read in any order.
That’s what he said his name was when I met him on the flight from New York City to Las Vegas.
I was on my way to sin city for a bachelorette party. West had business there.
He was wickedly handsome, demanding, and the intensity in his eyes melted me from the inside out.
I left his hotel suite before he woke up because a one-night stand is just that. It’s one night of pleasure that doesn’t seep into the next day.
At least that’s what it’s supposed to be if it doesn’t go completely wrong.
I didn’t give him my real name. We never exchanged numbers.
West didn’t need any of that to find me.
All he had to do was look across a conference table in Manhattan two months later.
Out of all the advertising agencies in the city, Jeremy Weston chooses the one my father owns to work on the campaign for the launch of his company’s latest product.
I try to pretend I’m not the woman he spent a night with in Las Vegas, but my body betrays me.
Not everything that happens in Vegas stays there.
The sins of my past are proof of that.