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The second the test-the-sexy-scenes offer landed in my lap, I said yes. After all, I’ve been damn curious about a few things I’ve read in romance novels. Do buttons truly go flying across the floor when you rip off a guy’s shirt? Is staircase sex hella hot or does it leave you with a big old bruise mark on your back? And don’t even get me started on all that panty shredding, and whether it even works. My best guy friend volunteers for the experiment. We have a plan to keep it PG and preserve our friendship. But once the buttons start flying, all bets are off…

I might be inexperienced, but I know exactly what I want in a man. Smart, confident and oh-so-skilled. Too bad I haven't found him yet. But maybe he's found me. Because when my charming, laid-back, next-door neighbor discovers a secret list I keep, he volunteers to work through every single item on it. Including the last one—at the end, we walk away and stay friends. I say yes to his offer, and that's when I discover another side to him. His after dark side. A side I adore. A side I crave. He's commanding, intense, and everything I've ever wanted.

There are a million reasons why Miles Hart isn't the man I should date but allow me to enumerate the top three: He's friends with my brother; he's a single dad; and he's a sexy, in-demand rock star. He might as well wear an off-limits, totally unavailable, and don't-even-attempt-to-ride-this-ride sign. And there's one more little itty-bitty thing - he's never asked me on a date. That is, until he asks me to be his plus-one when his band plays at his high school reunion. It shouldn't be a big deal. After all, we're just friends, and no one is giving us our own hashtag. Except me....

Some desires are better left unsaid. Besides, I don't need to act on every wild thought that flits through my imagination, not when my fiancé and I have the kind of life I've aways longed for—passionate, intimate and oh so real. I can't risk losing him, so I focus on building our life together as a couple, expanding my career, and prepping for our wedding. But the more insistent my after dark thoughts become, the closer I get to telling him what I want most in bed...

I was only trying to help a friend. I swear. I was legit asking for a friend who was finally ready to date again. I knew what she wanted in a man—smart, funny, ambitious, well-read (no, the sports section doesn't count), and plays a wicked game of badminton. So I did what any good friend would do. Posted it for her. It seemed like a good idea at the time—I’d weed through the candidates, and bring her my top picks. But then he responded. Is it wrong to date the guy I screened for my bestie? Not asking for a friend. This is Amy and Linc’s romance.

All I want for the holidays is the willpower to resist my brother’s sexy, charming, easy-on-the-eyes new business partner. Instead, I'm stuck planning all the holiday parties with the one guy who makes me want to break my dating diet. Who thought that was a good idea? Oh, me. Yep, brilliant, strategic me who raised her hand and said yes I’d love to hang mistletoe with that hot former sports star. (Note to self: Mistletoe leads to toe-curling, knee-weakening kisses.)And I’d love to get snowed in with the one guy I shouldn’t fall for.

They say Paris is always a good idea.... You know what I say? Paris would be a much better idea if I spoke the dang language. I can't even board the metro to visit the Louvre without ending up at the Moulin Rouge, and let's not even mention how I'll ever make it through a day at my new office. Fortunately my company hooks me up with my own personal translator. Ooh la la. Or should I say bloody hell? Because he's charming, witty, and British, and he brings the city to life for me.

As the premier best-man-for hire in all of Manhattan, I promise discretion, so when I need a plus one for a couple of "I dos," I turn to my gorgeous, clever, witty best friend's sister. She's my good friend, too, and I lust after her completely. I mean, I TRUST her completely. After all, just look how she's kept her lips sealed about the hot, multi-O night we spent together. In any case, we only fell off the wagon once, and it was months ago. I'm sure we can make it through these weddings without banging each other in the limo. Or can we?

Let's say there was this guy. And he gave you the most mind-blowing night of sex in your life. And you never saw him again. Until 10 years later. Now, it turns out he's the only one in all of Manhattan whose restaurant is available for my charity's event. The trouble is, he doesn't recognize me.

Man seeking woman: Hot, rich, smart, witty, self-made multimillionaire Internet genius seeks classy, intelligent, sexy, fun-loving woman who's interested in settling down and sharing all the good things. There. Best. Ad. Ever. I will absolutely find the woman of my dreams, someone who'll love me for me. Even if my sister thinks I need help dating, I'm confident I can pull this off, courtesy of the great World Wide Web. Let me just hit the "upload" button right now....

That time I had the brilliant idea to ask my good friend for lessons in sex-ploration…Awkward? Maybe. But how else is a good girl going to find out if she likes being naughty? I might be sweet as cherry pie, but I'm also bold and damn curious. And Gabe is charming, trustworthy, aces at seduction (or so I hear) and—bonus!— willing to give me lessons. But to guarantee it won’t ruin our friendship, I have some specific requirements for his instruction. I want these classes to be hypothetical more than hands-on. So what if he’s hella sexy? I can handle that, no problem.

What’s a man to do when the one who got away comes roaring back into his life, and asks for a little help in the bedroom? Say Hell, yeah. Of course. But if she happens to be my business partner’s daughter? And she’ll be working in our practice, where we’ll be rubbing elbows every day? Also, have I mentioned she's as dynamic, brilliant, and captivatingly sexy as ever?

Fine, fine. Sharing an apartment with my buddy's smoking hot and incredibly amazing little sister seems like a recipe for disaster. But I desperately need a place close to work, and I swear I’ll behave. How hard can it be to share five-hundred square feet with the brilliant, beautiful, total firecracker who’ s my good friend too?

I’m a single dad raising my daughter and running a business, so it’s safe to say the last woman I should even think about is the nanny. And yet, sweet, sexy, funny Abby invades my dreams every night. She’s gorgeous, kind, and amazing with my kiddo. Oh, and she’s teaching me French to help me land my new business deal all while teaching my princess how to read. A smart man would stay far away. But every day I spend with her only makes me want her more.

That smoking hot one-night stand with a former rock star? Turns out, he's my son's new teacher. Oops. But I didn't know that the night I met Campbell. All I knew was he played my body the same way he played a guitar - like he owned it. My libido is still high-fiving me after being self-served for too many years, and we're both ready for another night or two of fun, especially since we don't just have chemistry in bed - we connect over everything. That is, until I learn he's the man who'll be coming to my house twice a week to teach my son the best music lessons money can buy.

Top three reasons why sleeping with the enemy is a bad idea... 1. She’s my fiercest rival. 2. She’s also my fiery ex. 3. We’re going up against each other in a stiff competition to win the hottest new client on the market. And yet, I’d like to be up against the wall in a stiff competition to get her to call out my name. Time to double down on my resistance to her tough-as-nails, take-no-prisoners, sexy-as-sin attitude. The same attitude I find irresistible.

Ever hear the story about the dating coach who got dumped on the hockey arena’s jumbotron? Everyone did. But I lived it. Including the moment when the team’s broody, tattooed winger Lake Axelrod swooped in on skates to rescue me from public humiliation. Even more surprising? When the famously grumpy (and ridiculously sexy) hockey star insists on being my fake boyfriend for my sister’s high-profile wedding. It’s the perfect sweet revenge plan since my ex is the best man. Bonus–I might even salvage my professional reputation. We need rules though.

An all-new collection of the six brand new duet recordings of the #1 NYT Bestselling Big Rock series Big Rock by Lauren Blakely! Each one is narrated in duet by Sebastian York with a new leading lady–Erin Mallon, Brooke Bloomingdale, Stella Hunter, Vanessa Edwin, Emma Wilder and Simone Lewis!

Brought to you by Penguin. Friends-only is an impossible rule to follow in this forbidden-love, ice-hockey romance from #1 New York Times bestselling author Lauren Blakely. The first book in the Love and Hockey series. A forbidden romance with my brother’s hockey teammate wasn’t on my to-do...

Brought to you by Penguin. This forbidden-love, ice-hockey romance is the fourth instalment of the Love and Hockey series from #1 New York Times bestselling author Lauren Blakely. In my defence, I had no idea the tattooed, glasses-wearing, soulful hottie I spent one perfect day—and one...