P.M. Carson & Sharla Lovelace
Genre: Contemporary Romance
You’ve stayed in the “good girl” lane.
How’s that working for you?
If you have a chance at falling in love . . .
Will you take matters into your hands?
Kiss a stranger with wild abandon?
Throw caution to the wind along with your clothes?
Don’t think about the consequences.
Dive into the forbidden, the off-limits.
When the world throws me a curveball, I run away from Chicago to Martha’s Vineyard.
Just for a few days of soul searching before returning to my regular life.
Then I meet him.
A curious force draws me to him.
I don’t believe in insta-love or the myth of happily-ever-after.
But the chemistry between us is undeniable.
In his arms, I find passion, learn who I am, and who I want to be.
Logic says walk away.
Two ships passing in the night.
Our lives are too different.
The age gap too wide.
But I crave him.
Is one amazing weekend enough to be the start of something?
Should I flee again?
Or do I dare take this Chance?
I thought coming home would be uncomplicated, that I could start over.
Then he walked into my life.
Older. Wiser. Dangerous.
Grayson Turner gave me a night of absolute, toe-curling bliss.
That was supposed to be the end.
Only his rough edges cut me open, and I can feel again.
My marriage crumbled after I caught my ex-wife in a lie.
I’ve had enough of the BS and games that go along with love.
And then I caught sight of Gemma Castile standing in my house.
Instantly, she seeps under my skin.
She’s twenty-eight and I’m forty.
One night of reckless passion.
That’s all it was supposed to be.
Together, we ventured into the deep …
Warm, sexy and in various flavors.
Shaken or stirred, classic and swank, original or edgy.
He loves them all.
The dirtier the better.
All the pleasure with no ill effects. No interference. No dependency.
Once satisfied, he leaves the glass empty.
Until a fresh shiny label, unique in style and garnish, appears.
Strong. Heady. Habit forming. One sip leaves Drew a staggering drunk.
Hooked and hung over, cold turkey is his only hope.
But this time, he can’t resist the potent mix that promises to bite him back.
*Dirty Martinis is a modern spin on the traditional cocktail.
She definitely lost her job.
Quit, actually—over the phone—with a boss more intimidating than God, after finding out that he gave her promotion to a manipulative, scheming sleazebag.
Off the rails with rage, predictable, rigid, all-work-and-no-play Ava decides to let her wild side fly.
What work trip? A long weekend in the Caribbean sounds better.
And the broody but hot stranger she can’t seem to shake? He’s getting under her skin in a very tasty way.
Dominic West is a highly trained covert operative looking to avenge his brother’s death, but he never imagined that dark path involving her.
The face he has tracked from afar for years, and the one person who showed his broken brother kindness.
She’s being set up to fall or to die, and he can’t let either happen. Ava wears a tough shell, but up close—dangerously close—he sees her.
All of her.
And now she’s suddenly someone he needs to protect as much as betray.