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I thought Troy Tipton was just a nice guy with a gorgeous smile. Until I learned he was a fan-favorite NFL star quarterback. The same one gracing magazine covers with his irresistible dimples. The same one I mock on my show. When we start dating, the explosive chemistry we share is impossible to ignore. But can we keep our opposing careers from ruining what we have before we even begin?

I had one goal: To learn from Sebastian Ryker. He was an award-winning physician in his field of medicine. A genius who could diagnose you with the barest of symptoms. The best of the best. Too bad he turned out to be an egotistical jerk. Mere hours into my first day, I realized that the man I had idolized for years didn't live up to the hype. He was rude, arrogant, and totally full of...himself. It was clear that my presence bothered him, that I was nothing more than an irritation. So, why did I want to melt into a puddle whenever those dark eyes were trained on me?

Carter Wright was used to being anything but Mr. Right. He wouldn’t exactly call himself a street rat, but his life had somehow become a rags-to-almost-riches story - one he’d rather keep to himself. The best part about being a stand-in to some of the wealthiest a-holes in New York? Access. To anything, and anyone, he wanted. And that certainly wasn’t Little Miss Moneybags, Presley Kincaid. No, he had his sights set on someone even hotter - her mother.

"You, Delylah Andrews, agree to marry Korton Whiskey, on the date supplied in the attached contract. In doing so, you will not, by any means, try to break this contract. If you do, the envelope held in escrow will be released to all involved, and you will forfeit your right to the privacy Mr. Whiskey has granted you." I stare at the letter I received attached to the contract in disbelief. A one-night stand who’s now blackmailing me - the daughter of a senator! If he thinks he can extort anything from me with his perversions, he can think again.

Adrian Diaz is like something out of a fantasy. Well, if my fantasies included a sexy smirk and a guy working at city hall. But anything further with the sexy, Spanish charmer is quickly squashed when I find out he’s on the city council. The exact guy who is trying to stop the building of a new dog park that the animal shelter desperately needs close by. It’s literally my job as an intern to get this project seen to completion before the summer’s over. Now if only I could get this political prick out of my head long enough to do that.

The first time I met Benson LaCroix, he sat in a bar wearing “cocky player” like a cheap cologne. The second time, he stood in a locker room in nothing but a jockstrap and a scowl. Apparently, the Miami Storm’s star pitcher isn’t too thrilled his new boss is the woman who turned him down.

Every weekday, Tony Frye breaks down a single song by The Kinks or The Beatles. Each song is given historical context, music theory analysis, and contemporary review in an attempt to better understand and appreciate two of the greatest catalogs in music history.

With little more going for me than a lenient judge who assigned community service hours instead of jail, I had to get my life under control. That meant distancing myself from friends who weren’t ready to come clean.

Ben Schilling hasn’t always been a superhero; it just sort of happened one day as he walked home from the subway. Since then, he’s found himself doing good deeds whenever necessary. Sometimes he sees an opportunity to help. Allison Kirby doesn’t need anyone’s help. So, when some jackass tries to help her get her stiletto unstuck from the grate in the sidewalk, she did what any self-respecting woman would do - she decked him.

My flight was cancelled and I ended up sharing a ride home with a guy I had met on my vacation. But he was no ordinary guy. Two hundred pounds of sexy. Six foot three made of steel. Top scorer both on and off the ice. This hottie knew how to slap a puck!

I’d never forget the day Melody Dumas approached me in that bagel shop. I sure as hell didn’t plan to offer her assistance. But when she flashed those deep brown eyes, she could get any man to do her bidding. The streets of New York were not an easy road - one must earn their way. But this beauty was different. She needed to be on a stage, not singing on a street corner. I had the power to help her make beautiful music. Question was...what was in it for me?

As a political blogger living in Manhattan, I have no time to date. My few free hours are spent with best friend Soraya and her husband, Graham. Love has no place in this equation. Then Prince Zan walks into the coffee shop. He’s confident and different from other men, making it clear from our first conversation royal lineage won’t stand in his way. I know better than to be carried away by green eyes and soft lips. But if that’s the case, how did I end up in his bed?

When my college crush, Talbot Richardson, was elected to the United States Senate, I bragged a little too loudly that I knew him. Oops. Did I really know the sexiest, slickest guy on campus? Not a chance in hell. Unless knowing someone is following them around campus to see which dorm they live in, and which class they have at 8 a.m. on Wednesdays. Thanks to my big mouth, the paper I work for now expects me to do a story on him. Surely he’ll meet with me since we went to college together? Right? Logical assumption, except that he doesn’t know me from a hole in the wall.

Coming home seemed like a good idea at the time. My ex-fiancé split, I was almost done with my master’s degree, and I was already working at the family architecture firm. When I move in next door to pediatrician Ryder Mackay, I’m not expecting the connection - or the passion in his eyes that I feel deep in my soul. He’s the best doctor for my baby, but he’s not the guy I need. Still, the way Ryder looks snuggling my puppy - and my infant daughter - to his rock-hard chest makes me wish this sexy, smart, compassionate man was mine.

A last-minute trip puts me face to face with the most arrogant man I’ve ever met. The pilot. Grant King maybe hot as all get out, but he’s a grade-A jackass. Before I even board the chartered flight, his irritating and judgmental comments make me want to throttle him, bringing out my snarky side. Only what was supposed to be a five-hour trip turns into my worst nightmare. The last thing I want to do is spend anymore time with the gorgeous jerk. But weather forces us to land in a small town I’ve never heard of.

You've read the novel, but you don't understand the symbolism. You've been to every class, but it's two a.m., and your essay is due at nine. Your midterm is Friday, and you need a boost. We've been there. We know what it's like to study, work, have a life, do your best, and still need help. Course Hero study guides untie the knots. You do the work, we give you the tools to make every minute count. We help you get unstuck.

If there’s a contest for two people who don’t belong together, Jasper and I would definitely win. Jasper’s tall, dark, and waaaay too handsome to be on my farm. He’s an uptight British big-shot, and my goat got mud all over him only minutes after he showed up. It’s safe to say we didn’t get off to the best start. To make matters complicated, Jasper owns half of my farm. I’m broke, he’s dripping with money, and I hate him on sight.

Nico Wright hates me because of my sister’s actions. I hate him because of how he makes me feel. I’m all twisted up with attraction, longing, and a large dose of shame. When I find out he’s the architect I need to help me get the old theater turned into a proper dance studio, I have no choice but to use his designs to bring my vision to reality. As I spend with Nico, I realize he’s the only one who understands how much I ache over losing my prima ballerina position at the Boston Ballet. He, too, had his dreams shattered by people who claimed to love him. Just like me.

Flawed....That’s how I’d been my whole life.  Moving from one woman to the next. I even threw away my marriage for a rump with a student. Commitment is a difficult thing to stick to.  At this point, no one will have me.  It doesn’t stop me from wanting Sophie. She’s smart and gorgeous.  To top it off, she gives me the cold shoulder.  It makes me crave her even more.  

I’d been okay with my life. Well, I was okay-ish. I was missing love, missing that happily ever after like my friends Elodie and Hollis had, like the kind plenty of their friends did, like Lincoln and Melody, and many others. And then life happened, and things fell apart...for Lincoln. But Elodie was Elodie, so she knew how to draw me in to help. So, help I did, which led to friendship, which led to my stupid heart being involved. Except it was only my heart involved.