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Everyone knows about Holden Gray's reputation. He goes through women faster than most baseball players go through sunflower seeds. When he becomes my next physical therapy patient, I'm determined to keep things professional. Something that proves more challenging than I expected. Holden is determined to get off the bench in time for the playoffs. He insists on having me and my son move into his house so I'm on-call twenty-four/seven.

Conrad is the city's most eligible bachelor. He's filthy rich and smokin' hot. And he drives a Harley… Swoon. He's also my alpha hellhole boss and twice as old as me. Yet I can't resist his enticing blue eyes. I'm drawn in like a moth to a flame. And this flame is hell-bent on claiming me. I must resist. I need to earn respect in my new career. Despite the growing office gossip. Despite this growing baby bump. As we fly down the open road, my arms wrap tight around Conrad. I grip the leather of his jacket. His chiseled pecs rest hard under my hands. And I don't think I can ever let go.

King is a determined billionaire… posing as a professional cuddler to get close to me. He's the type of man who always gets what he wants, and right now, he wants me—the socially awkward, plus-size model with intimacy issues. I've never had anyone hold me, hug me–or even love me–and my therapist thinks a professional cuddler will help break down the walls I've built to protect my heart. I'm skeptical at best… But King is so good at holding me together that the line between professional and personal quickly blurs, igniting a passion I'm not prepared for.

Years on the hockey rink have chiseled Finn in all the right ways. But who knew this grump had a knack for turning dreamy one-night stands into nightmares? Now I'm stuck with a growing belly, crushed law school dreams, and a playboy boss who was looking for a fling—not fatherhood. I guess I should've asked for a condom instead of a cocktail. But I can't resist as this billionaire heartthrob claims me over and over again. Can we turn our forbidden summer fling into a permanent party of five?

Friday night: A silver fox takes control of me in a one-night stand. Monday morning: He's my new boss. He commands every ounce of energy at the party. And I submit as his icy blue gaze undresses me on sight. Fast forward to me bent over a desk in an empty office instead of twirling on the dance floor. But when the weekend's over I get the surprise of a lifetime: my domineering one-night stand is my new boss.