Jade Dollston

Gianna I hate my dad’s boss. I’d never actually met Auburn Bouvier, but I despised him on principle. He was a cold, demanding dictator who made his employees miserable. When I moved to New York City, it was inevitable that I would run into the head of the Bouvier fashion empire while visiting my dad at his office, and when I did, the man was nothing like I expected. He was worse. Yet I somehow ended up on a date with the enigmatic Mister Bouvier. Sure, he was incredibly handsome with jet black hair, a perfect jawline, and a mouth that looked like it was spun from sugar and sin, but he was also arrogant, overbearing, and a complete jerk. Not to mention he was fifteen years older than me. Worst date ever. Auburn I needed a date. I recently broke up with my long-time girlfriend—again—so I was not looking for anything serious. I simply needed a pretty lady on my arm for one evening. Then I met my assistant’s daughter, Gianna, and couldn’t peel my eyes away from her. Since I was accustomed to getting exactly what I wanted, I demanded that she accompany me to the gala. No one dared to say no to me, so here we were. Our age difference seemed to fade away the more I talked to Gianna. She was witty, intelligent, and the most gorgeous woman I’d ever seen. Best date ever.

Three years ago, Bristol Hopkins swore to her fiancé on his deathbed that she would never give her heart away to another man. She even had rules to ensure that she would never fall in love again. Rule One – No feelings. Rule Two – No staying the night. Rule Three – No receiving oral. Rule Four – One-night stands only. Then she met former Navy SEAL, Waylon “Tank” Hanford , a six-foot-eight mountain of muscles, and they spent a glorious night together in her bed. Waylon was a sweet and generous lover—thank God because the man was massive everywhere . Rule Two flew right out of the window because they couldn’t stay off each other long enough for him to leave. The next morning, the guilt and regrets creeped in, and even though Waylon would be any woman’s dream man, she couldn’t break any more rules by seeing him again. Despite her best efforts, she found it impossible to push him away because the biggest thing about Waylon Hanford was his heart. One-by-one, the rules were broken until only Rule One remained. No. Feelings. Oops. Too late.

Former Navy SEAL, Beau “Shark” Atwood, is the epitome of the three Bs: bossy, brawny, and broody. For years he’s been focused on his military career and then building his security business. The rest of the time he spent taking care of his younger sister, Blaire, and her daughter, Carrie. But his girls are good now. Blaire is married to the love of her life, and little Carrie is the apple of her daddy’s eye. Despite that, Beau has never even considered having a real relationship with a woman. He doesn’t have the time nor the desire to get involved with all… that. Not that he suffers from lack of female companionship in the least. He just prefers it quick, dirty, and uncomplicated. That all changes when he meets his sister’s new nanny, Charli. She’s everything he shouldn’t want but can’t seem to stay away from. Sweet. Young. With the prettiest blue eyes he’s ever seen and a soft little voice that’s as sweet as a Georgia peach. Yeah. Totally not right for him, but he wants her anyway. And what Beau Atwood wants… Beau Atwood gets. But underneath Charli’s sunshiny exterior, things aren’t exactly what they seem. She has secrets, and when they surface, the only thing protective, grumpy Beau wants to do is help his sweet little Peach fight them. Now he just has to convince her to let him.