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Come to LA with us, Roxie… It will be so much fun! We have tickets for a late-night talk show! What could possibly go wrong? My girls and I do most everything together anyway, so why not go watch this Zairn Lomond guy be interviewed? Jane and Toria are into him, seriously into him. I can shake a proverbial pom-pom for their obsession. Of course, if someone has to win the round-the-world tour of Lomond’s nightclubs, it has to be me. Cool. No big deal. I can work from anywhere and who says no to free five-star travel? He’s suave, charming, everything the hungry media says. Does that mean I’m going to give him a break? Ha! No! If he can’t take my sass that’s his problem, not mine. Except he takes it… and gives it right back. Every time I bait him, the smooth operator rises to the challenge. Play. Have fun. But don’t fall for him, Roxie. At the end of the tour, you’re going home, and he’s jetting off into the sunset. Do not fall for him. Warning: Contains explicit language and imagery. Suitable only for ages 18 and over.

Come to New York with us, Roxie! It’ll be so much fun! We have tickets to the grand reopening of the Crimson flagship nightclub. My girls don’t know the truth. How can I say no? Who says no to five-star travel? I should have. Isn’t retrospect a b*tch? Life was so much easier before him. Going home should mean regularly scheduled programming. Except something’s different. I just can’t figure out what. My girls are the same. My apartment. My work. Sure, a few die-hard fans camp outside my building, that’s different. Oh, and bodyguards hang around me like a bad smell. But everything else is the same… right? No. If only. Damn. Move on already. He’s in my head and won’t go away. Then New Year hits and, of course, my girls want to go to New York. Say no. Say no. Say no. How can I say no? I can’t without confessing. It’s fine. It’ll be fine. What could possibly go wrong? Wait… déjà vu… Warning: Contains explicit language and imagery. Suitable only for ages 18 and over.

Apologize. Yeah, that’s what I was told. I have to apologize… To the multibillionaire I contradicted in front of the world’s press. Two wrongs don’t make a right. That’s what they say. In my defense, my suggestion he adopt a fake fiancée wasn’t me volunteering for the role. I only went up there to apologize, how did I walk away engaged to the CEO? I have a coach to get me through it. A woman who knows what it is to be involved with a man in my boss’s league. Her first and most crucial piece of advice? Don’t fall for him. Easy. At least, that’s what I think, until he kisses me. All we’re supposed to do is convince his ex she has no chance of winning him back. That doesn’t mean I have to live with him, share his bed, or get naked with him. How come I end up doing all three? It doesn’t matter, so long as I heed Roxie’s advice: don’t fall for him. I’m not worried. Soon it will be over, and I’ll be free. There’s no chance of falling for him. None…Right? Warning: Contains explicit language and imagery. Suitable only for ages 18 and over. **HEA STANDALONE**

So I kissed him first… Okay, we had sex… a lot. But it’s over. It’s a fling, not a thing. The trip to Zairn’s island resort is exactly the breather I need. Five-star, all expenses paid, I can clear my head and focus on my true goal. I want to find the one. You know? The One. I’m not looking for him in the Bahamas. At least not until Toria signs us up for a singles program: Love In Paradise. Dates, group events, single men, single women, it’s worth a shot, right? So what the hell is he doing here? He’s not on the program, he’s just… here. Yeah, okay, so he’s one of Zairn’s best friends and has a right to hang around. Except… no one knows about our fling. How am I supposed to find love with him popping up everywhere? I’ll ignore him. Fine… until I see his mouth and start obsessing about kissing it. Man, can he kiss… No! He’s not in the running. We’re over… aren’t we? Warning: Contains explicit language and imagery. Suitable only for ages 18 and over. **HEA STANDALONE**

Did I take a risk? Hell yeah! Was it worth it? Damn right. Who says a woman can’t go get her man? WARNING: 18+ ONLY