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Maeve Ivey doesn’t have time for bullshit. She’s got her bridal boutique to run, she just started designing custom wedding attire, and she’s healing from a vicious breakup. Everything changes when her makeup artist quits and in walks Cedar Shay to interview for the job. The very same Cedar Shay that Maeve spent one reckless and steamy night with a thousand years ago. To top it off, that was Maeve’s first time, period. Of course, Maeve is professional enough to overlook that little (major) fact, especially when it’s clear that Cedar doesn’t remember her at all.

Cade: When I applied for a job as a personal assistant, I had no idea I’d be working for THE Eloise Roth. One of the queens of romance novels, who has dozens of bestsellers under her belt. I also had no idea that she would be strict, demanding, and difficult. Every single day I think about...

Reid: According to my mother, I ruined my life the minute I quit ballet in college and destroyed her dreams of having a professional dancer in the family. My steady bartending job, friends, and fanfic hobby weren’t good enough apparently. Not that I cared what she thought anymore. Mostly...

Hunter: Things had been going pretty well for me. My time was filled with my jobs and friends, and my parents seemed to have finally given up on bullying me to go to law school. Then everything changes in the blink of an eye. One minute I’m teaching a yoga class, and the next there’s smoke...

When my boss at Bluebird Pottery, Sydney, left me in charge while she went on vacation with her girlfriend, I wasn't looking forward to it. During my first few hours, a tall, stunning stranger walked in, and I could barely breathe. Of course I ruined everything by spilling coffee all over her. What I didn't expect was for her to push me up against the sink and kiss the hell out of me when I tried to help her clean up in the bathroom.

I wasn't looking forward to finding a new roommate after my best friend, Joy, moved in with her girlfriend, Ezra. We've lived together for years, and I didn't want to start over with a stranger. Then there's a fire at the house Lark's renting and for some reason I open my mouth and offer to let her move in with me. Lark Conroy, the same woman I had one blisteringly hot night with months ago and have pretended to be normal around ever since. When it comes to love, I'm allergic to romance. I like to hit-it and quit-it and move on with my life.

I was NOT looking forward to my sister's wedding in the fall. It's just another reminder of how single I am and how much pressure my family is putting on me to "find the one." Don't get me wrong, I'm a hopeless romantic, but all their meddling is making me feel a little murderous. Then one day a woman walks into the bookshop where I work. She's got a sleeve of tattoos, an undercut, and a smile that makes me want to swoon. Overcome by her hotness, I blurt out a proposal: how would she like to come with me to a wedding and pretend to be my girlfriend?