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“Yes. So much fun.” She beams. “Your sisters are nosey.”
I chuckle. “They are.”
“And they love you.”
“They do.” I have to grit my teeth when she leans her weight against me, her breasts pushing into my chest as I tense my arms to stop her from rocking her pelvis against mine. She’s hot, I like her, and she’s cute as hell. There’s no way I can fight my instincts right now.
“I have a secret,” she whispers.
“You do?”
“I like you too.” I still, my body locked in place.
“You do, huh?”
“Yep-p,” she says with a hiccup. “Wanna see me be a stripper?”
I shake my head at her, biting my lip to hold back my laugh.
“You don’t?” she gasps dramatically, but it’s totally for show. Then I’m back to gently holding her back from rubbing herself all up against me. She glides her hands over my head to cup my face, holding me there and looking me straight in the eye. “You suuure?”
“Not sure Fred’s old enough to see that.”
“Fred’s a plant. He doesn’t have eyes. But I was thinking . . .” She closes her eyes, seemingly losing herself to the music.
I squeeze my hands on her hips and she slowly opens them again. “You were thinking?” I prompt.
She bites her lip and looks up at me with the biggest, most irresistible, lust-filled gaze I’ve ever seen. Fuck, that’s a damn good look on her too. “I was thinking I could use you as my stripper pole. Maybe show you my moves and see if they work.”
“Oh, they’d work alright, but maybe we should wait until you’re a little less drunk and a lot more cognizant.”
She furrows her brows and I fight back a groan. “Cog-ni-what-now?”
“How about we wait until you’re thinking clearly?”
“You sound like my father. He used to tell me off when I’d come home tipsy.”
“Totally not your father, baby.”
A goofy smile appears, transforming her features. “Baby. I like that.”
“You’re a cute drunk,” I say, unable to wipe the smile from my mouth.
“And you’re a cute everything.” She sags into me, her eyes closing as a sexy sigh escapes her and a rumbling groan vibrates in my chest. Her body is now plastered to mine. “Maybe I can just dance on your pole.” She giggles.
I snort and shake my head, lifting a hand to cup her jaw. “How about I put you to bed and we continue this conversation tomorrow when we both have clear heads?”
“Hmmm . . . bed. That’s a brilliant idea.”
“Nuh-uh. You in your bed and me in mine, baby.”
Alex pouts at that, and fuck, if it’s not making her more irresistible. “Okay. If you insist.”
Chuckling, I nod and gently hold her shoulders steady as I slowly step away. “Time to go to your room.”
“Okay.”
“You’re very agreeable tonight.”
“And you’re very . . . I’m tired.”
I bite back a grin as I slide a hand down her arm and lace my fingers with hers. “Sleep time, baby.”
“Okay. Roomie.”
I walk backward, leading her down the hallway.
“Still want to dance for you,” she murmurs.
“You can do that anytime you like.”
“Now?”
“Anytime other than now. Cut me some slack, Alex. I’m trying to be a gentleman, and you’re making it very hard.”
She giggles. “Something was anyway.”





BJ Harvey is the USA Today Bestselling Author of angsty contemporary romance, romantic comedy, and sometimes a little bit of romance suspense. She regards herself as a smut peddler, suspense conjurer, and a funny romance thinker upper. An avid music fan, you will always find her singing some hit song badly and loving every minute of it. She’s a miner’s wife, a mom to two beautiful teenagers, and was born in New Zealand and currently lives in Perth, Australia.

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Clark Griswold was onto something, at least with his annual holiday meltdown. And since the last three weeks of my life have been riddled with humbug—another breakup, a broken toe, an office promotion I deserved and didn’t get—I’m not at all in the mood to celebrate nor have the happ, happ, happiest Christmas EVER.
When Mom insisted that we all gather at my Grandparent’s ancient cabin for an old school family Christmas, I fully intended to get into the holiday spirit with the help of the three wise men, Johnnie Walker, Jack Daniels, and Jim Beam. But those boys did absolutely nothing to offset the shock or temper the sting of seeing my EX on our doorstep the first day of our holiday soiree.
Apparently, Santa missed the memo, and this elf is pissed.
Stuck for a week with the man who obliterated my heart nearly two decades ago, I did the only thing I could do and put on my game face, thankful for the home advantage.
I knew better than to drink that last cup of eggnog.
I knew better than to get tongue tangled beneath the mistletoe with the only man to ever break my heart.
I knew better than to sleep with Satan’s wingman on the eve of the Lord’s birthday.
I could blame the nog. I could blame the deceitful light blue eyes, thick, angelic hair, and panty evaporating smirk…but mostly, I blame Eli because he always knew exactly which of my buttons to push.
I foolishly thought a family Christmas filled with nostalgia was going to turn my inner Scrooge around, but this year’s festivities went up in flames. Leave it to the ghost of my Christmas past to be the one to light the match.
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Come fall in love with the mountain men of Fallen Peak as they each find their happily ever after.
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Shaw Hart is an Amazon Top 100 best-selling author of contemporary and New Adult romance. She loves writing instalove romances that always end in happily ever afters.
She lives in a constant state of motion, chasing after her two children and three dogs. Shaw enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends.
When she’s not doing that, she’s reading romance books, watching stand up comedies or crime TV shows. Her favorite book tropes are secret baby and boss/employee romances. She’s a big fan of James Acaster, Anthony Jeselnik, Nate Bargatze, and John Mulaney’s comedy. Her favorite TV shows are Psych, Burn Notice, Leverage, Barry, Bob’s Burgers, and New Girl.
She’s a Pinterest addict, dog lover, tea snob, and a wannabe yogi.
She also writes contemporary romance books under the pen name, Rebecca Wilder, and she’s one half of the paranormal romance duo, Skye Alder.
⭐️NEW RELEASE⭐️ Cowgirl Bikers MC is back with an all new, standalone story. Dive into the lives of this MC that’s filled with “sisters” instead of “brothers.”
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Genre: Cowgirl Biker Romance
Author: Esther E. Schmidt
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Release Day: November 30, 2021
Medley – I’m the vice president of an all-female MC located at a huge ranch which breeds horses and other livestock. I’m not pretending to be a biker or clueless on how keep the ranch afloat; I am a woman who fights hard for my club and those I hold dear.
Ivar – Being wealthy doesn’t mean you have everything your heart desires; family is important and the reason why I want my half-sister to come live in the city me. When I arrive at the ranch to bring her home I’m confronted with Medley, a feisty woman who stands up for my half-sister and puts me in my place. Medley is captivating, loyal, and family driven; willing to do anything to keep her sisters safe. Claiming this woman as mine is easy, getting her to acknowledge my claim is taking one step at a time. Especially when she’s focused on keeping the members of her MC safe and whole.
Life is never easy, a future never granted, and love never guaranteed.
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Spinning off from the bestselling Dream Man and Rock Chick series, this is the emotional and steamy contemporary romance fans of the Dream Team series have been waiting for!
He’s perfect—but he can’t be hers.
Pepper Hannigan is determined to keep any romance off the table—and out of her bedroom—while her daughter Juno is still young. Sure, a certain handsome commando is thoughtful, funny, and undeniably hot, but Pepper’s had her heart broken before, and she won’t let it happen again. Not to her or her little girl, even if this hero could melt any woman’s resolve.
Augustus “Auggie” Hero can’t deny his attraction to beautiful, warm-hearted Pepper or how much he wants to make a home with her and her little girl, but Pepper’s mixed signals have kept him away. That is, until Juno decides to play matchmaker. Her efforts finally bring Pepper into his arms, but they expose the danger Pepper is in. To protect Pepper and Juno, Auggie will have to live up to his last name and prove happy endings aren’t just for fairy tales.

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About Kristen Ashley Kristen Ashley is the New York Times bestselling author of over sixty romance novels including the Rock Chick, Colorado Mountain, Dream Man, Chaos, Unfinished Hero, The ’Burg, Magdalene, Fantasyland, The Three, Ghost and Reincarnation, Moonlight and Motor Oil and Honey series along with several standalone novels. She’s a hybrid author, publishing titles both independently and traditionally, her books have been translated in fourteen languages and she’s sold over three million books. Kristen’s novel, Law Man, won the RT Book Reviews Reviewers Choice Award for best Romantic Suspense. Her independently published title Hold On was nominated for RT Book Reviews best Independent Contemporary Romance and her traditionally published title Breathe was nominated for best Contemporary Romance. Kristen’s titles Motorcycle Man, The Will, Ride Steady (which won the Reader’s Choice award from Romance Reviews) and The Hookup all made the final rounds for Goodreads Choice Awards in the Romance category.
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I don’t just need a fake boyfriend. I need the worst fake boyfriend in the world.
Gabe says he’ll pretend to be my boyfriend for the holidays. The perfect guy to get my parents off my back about my perpetually single state.
But what I really need is someone who’ll make my family beg me to never bring anyone home again.
Gabe promised he was up to the task, but he turns out to be a little too good at being bad. We have so much fun with our game, in fact, that I start to forget it’s all for show.
By the time Christmas Eve rolls around, Gabe’s the only thing I want to unwrap. But if I do, I’m afraid he’ll turn out to be a gift I don’t want to return.
My Fake Bad Boyfriend is a hot standalone holiday novella that’s sweet as a candy cane, funny as Elf, and spicy as fireball whiskey in your hot chocolate. Treat yourself to a laugh-out-loud romance this Christmas!

“You’ve never done the pretend boyfriend thing before?”
He slumps in his chair and laces his fingers behind his head. “Do I look like a Hallmark movie dude?”
Actually, yes. He looks like the small-town boyfriend who owns a Christmas tree farm and is waiting to steal me away from the big-town lawyer fiancé who takes me for granted. Then again if I had a neglectful lawyer fiancé, we wouldn’t be here, would we?
Gabe fidgets in his seat, his fingers tapping the arm of his chair.
“Okay, so let’s talk about what you need from me.” His hands are big, like the rest of him, and I bet that Christmas tree farmer’s boots look a lot like his do. “I’m happy to—”
“New plan.”
I blurt it out, surprising both of us. He leans back and waits for me to speak, and I say the wild, stupid thing that just popped into my head.
“I don’t need you to be the world’s best boyfriend. I need you to be the world’s worst one. Can you do that?”

Sara Whitney writes sassy, sexy contemporary romance novels packed with wit, heat, and heart. A 2019 Romance Writers of America Golden Heart award finalist, Sara worked as a newspaper reporter and film critic before she earned her Ph.D. and landed in academia. She’s a good pinball player, a so-so karaoke singer, and an expert TV opinion-haver.
In a funny twist of fate, Sara’s married to a divorce attorney, and she likes to think that her happily-ever-afters help keep their household in balance. She and her husband live in the Midwest surrounded by books, cats, and half-empty coffee cups. Keep up with Sara by subscribing to her mailing list here.

I don’t just need a fake boyfriend. I need the worst fake boyfriend in the world.
Gabe says he’ll pretend to be my boyfriend for the holidays. The perfect guy to get my parents off my back about my perpetually single state.
But what I really need is someone who’ll make my family beg me to never bring anyone home again.
Gabe promised he was up to the task, but he turns out to be a little too good at being bad. We have so much fun with our game, in fact, that I start to forget it’s all for show.
By the time Christmas Eve rolls around, Gabe’s the only thing I want to unwrap. But if I do, I’m afraid he’ll turn out to be a gift I don’t want to return.
My Fake Bad Boyfriend is a hot standalone holiday novella that’s sweet as a candy cane, funny as Elf, and spicy as fireball whiskey in your hot chocolate. Treat yourself to a laugh-out-loud romance this Christmas!

“You’ve never done the pretend boyfriend thing before?”
He slumps in his chair and laces his fingers behind his head. “Do I look like a Hallmark movie dude?”
Actually, yes. He looks like the small-town boyfriend who owns a Christmas tree farm and is waiting to steal me away from the big-town lawyer fiancé who takes me for granted. Then again if I had a neglectful lawyer fiancé, we wouldn’t be here, would we?
Gabe fidgets in his seat, his fingers tapping the arm of his chair.
“Okay, so let’s talk about what you need from me.” His hands are big, like the rest of him, and I bet that Christmas tree farmer’s boots look a lot like his do. “I’m happy to—”
“New plan.”
I blurt it out, surprising both of us. He leans back and waits for me to speak, and I say the wild, stupid thing that just popped into my head.
“I don’t need you to be the world’s best boyfriend. I need you to be the world’s worst one. Can you do that?”

Sara Whitney writes sassy, sexy contemporary romance novels packed with wit, heat, and heart. A 2019 Romance Writers of America Golden Heart award finalist, Sara worked as a newspaper reporter and film critic before she earned her Ph.D. and landed in academia. She’s a good pinball player, a so-so karaoke singer, and an expert TV opinion-haver.
In a funny twist of fate, Sara’s married to a divorce attorney, and she likes to think that her happily-ever-afters help keep their household in balance. She and her husband live in the Midwest surrounded by books, cats, and half-empty coffee cups. Keep up with Sara by subscribing to her mailing list here.

I don’t just need a fake boyfriend. I need the worst fake boyfriend in the world.
Gabe says he’ll pretend to be my boyfriend for the holidays. The perfect guy to get my parents off my back about my perpetually single state.
But what I really need is someone who’ll make my family beg me to never bring anyone home again.
Gabe promised he was up to the task, but he turns out to be a little too good at being bad. We have so much fun with our game, in fact, that I start to forget it’s all for show.
By the time Christmas Eve rolls around, Gabe’s the only thing I want to unwrap. But if I do, I’m afraid he’ll turn out to be a gift I don’t want to return.
My Fake Bad Boyfriend is a hot standalone holiday novella that’s sweet as a candy cane, funny as Elf, and spicy as fireball whiskey in your hot chocolate. Treat yourself to a laugh-out-loud romance this Christmas!

“You’ve never done the pretend boyfriend thing before?”
He slumps in his chair and laces his fingers behind his head. “Do I look like a Hallmark movie dude?”
Actually, yes. He looks like the small-town boyfriend who owns a Christmas tree farm and is waiting to steal me away from the big-town lawyer fiancé who takes me for granted. Then again if I had a neglectful lawyer fiancé, we wouldn’t be here, would we?
Gabe fidgets in his seat, his fingers tapping the arm of his chair.
“Okay, so let’s talk about what you need from me.” His hands are big, like the rest of him, and I bet that Christmas tree farmer’s boots look a lot like his do. “I’m happy to—”
“New plan.”
I blurt it out, surprising both of us. He leans back and waits for me to speak, and I say the wild, stupid thing that just popped into my head.
“I don’t need you to be the world’s best boyfriend. I need you to be the world’s worst one. Can you do that?”

Sara Whitney writes sassy, sexy contemporary romance novels packed with wit, heat, and heart. A 2019 Romance Writers of America Golden Heart award finalist, Sara worked as a newspaper reporter and film critic before she earned her Ph.D. and landed in academia. She’s a good pinball player, a so-so karaoke singer, and an expert TV opinion-haver.
In a funny twist of fate, Sara’s married to a divorce attorney, and she likes to think that her happily-ever-afters help keep their household in balance. She and her husband live in the Midwest surrounded by books, cats, and half-empty coffee cups. Keep up with Sara by subscribing to her mailing list here.

I don’t just need a fake boyfriend. I need the worst fake boyfriend in the world.
Gabe says he’ll pretend to be my boyfriend for the holidays. The perfect guy to get my parents off my back about my perpetually single state.
But what I really need is someone who’ll make my family beg me to never bring anyone home again.
Gabe promised he was up to the task, but he turns out to be a little too good at being bad. We have so much fun with our game, in fact, that I start to forget it’s all for show.
By the time Christmas Eve rolls around, Gabe’s the only thing I want to unwrap. But if I do, I’m afraid he’ll turn out to be a gift I don’t want to return.
My Fake Bad Boyfriend is a hot standalone holiday novella that’s sweet as a candy cane, funny as Elf, and spicy as fireball whiskey in your hot chocolate. Treat yourself to a laugh-out-loud romance this Christmas!

“You’ve never done the pretend boyfriend thing before?”
He slumps in his chair and laces his fingers behind his head. “Do I look like a Hallmark movie dude?”
Actually, yes. He looks like the small-town boyfriend who owns a Christmas tree farm and is waiting to steal me away from the big-town lawyer fiancé who takes me for granted. Then again if I had a neglectful lawyer fiancé, we wouldn’t be here, would we?
Gabe fidgets in his seat, his fingers tapping the arm of his chair.
“Okay, so let’s talk about what you need from me.” His hands are big, like the rest of him, and I bet that Christmas tree farmer’s boots look a lot like his do. “I’m happy to—”
“New plan.”
I blurt it out, surprising both of us. He leans back and waits for me to speak, and I say the wild, stupid thing that just popped into my head.
“I don’t need you to be the world’s best boyfriend. I need you to be the world’s worst one. Can you do that?”

Sara Whitney writes sassy, sexy contemporary romance novels packed with wit, heat, and heart. A 2019 Romance Writers of America Golden Heart award finalist, Sara worked as a newspaper reporter and film critic before she earned her Ph.D. and landed in academia. She’s a good pinball player, a so-so karaoke singer, and an expert TV opinion-haver.
In a funny twist of fate, Sara’s married to a divorce attorney, and she likes to think that her happily-ever-afters help keep their household in balance. She and her husband live in the Midwest surrounded by books, cats, and half-empty coffee cups. Keep up with Sara by subscribing to her mailing list here.

I don’t just need a fake boyfriend. I need the worst fake boyfriend in the world.
Gabe says he’ll pretend to be my boyfriend for the holidays. The perfect guy to get my parents off my back about my perpetually single state.
But what I really need is someone who’ll make my family beg me to never bring anyone home again.
Gabe promised he was up to the task, but he turns out to be a little too good at being bad. We have so much fun with our game, in fact, that I start to forget it’s all for show.
By the time Christmas Eve rolls around, Gabe’s the only thing I want to unwrap. But if I do, I’m afraid he’ll turn out to be a gift I don’t want to return.
My Fake Bad Boyfriend is a hot standalone holiday novella that’s sweet as a candy cane, funny as Elf, and spicy as fireball whiskey in your hot chocolate. Treat yourself to a laugh-out-loud romance this Christmas!

“You’ve never done the pretend boyfriend thing before?”
He slumps in his chair and laces his fingers behind his head. “Do I look like a Hallmark movie dude?”
Actually, yes. He looks like the small-town boyfriend who owns a Christmas tree farm and is waiting to steal me away from the big-town lawyer fiancé who takes me for granted. Then again if I had a neglectful lawyer fiancé, we wouldn’t be here, would we?
Gabe fidgets in his seat, his fingers tapping the arm of his chair.
“Okay, so let’s talk about what you need from me.” His hands are big, like the rest of him, and I bet that Christmas tree farmer’s boots look a lot like his do. “I’m happy to—”
“New plan.”
I blurt it out, surprising both of us. He leans back and waits for me to speak, and I say the wild, stupid thing that just popped into my head.
“I don’t need you to be the world’s best boyfriend. I need you to be the world’s worst one. Can you do that?”

Sara Whitney writes sassy, sexy contemporary romance novels packed with wit, heat, and heart. A 2019 Romance Writers of America Golden Heart award finalist, Sara worked as a newspaper reporter and film critic before she earned her Ph.D. and landed in academia. She’s a good pinball player, a so-so karaoke singer, and an expert TV opinion-haver.
In a funny twist of fate, Sara’s married to a divorce attorney, and she likes to think that her happily-ever-afters help keep their household in balance. She and her husband live in the Midwest surrounded by books, cats, and half-empty coffee cups. Keep up with Sara by subscribing to her mailing list here.

I don’t just need a fake boyfriend. I need the worst fake boyfriend in the world.
Gabe says he’ll pretend to be my boyfriend for the holidays. The perfect guy to get my parents off my back about my perpetually single state.
But what I really need is someone who’ll make my family beg me to never bring anyone home again.
Gabe promised he was up to the task, but he turns out to be a little too good at being bad. We have so much fun with our game, in fact, that I start to forget it’s all for show.
By the time Christmas Eve rolls around, Gabe’s the only thing I want to unwrap. But if I do, I’m afraid he’ll turn out to be a gift I don’t want to return.
My Fake Bad Boyfriend is a hot standalone holiday novella that’s sweet as a candy cane, funny as Elf, and spicy as fireball whiskey in your hot chocolate. Treat yourself to a laugh-out-loud romance this Christmas!

“You’ve never done the pretend boyfriend thing before?”
He slumps in his chair and laces his fingers behind his head. “Do I look like a Hallmark movie dude?”
Actually, yes. He looks like the small-town boyfriend who owns a Christmas tree farm and is waiting to steal me away from the big-town lawyer fiancé who takes me for granted. Then again if I had a neglectful lawyer fiancé, we wouldn’t be here, would we?
Gabe fidgets in his seat, his fingers tapping the arm of his chair.
“Okay, so let’s talk about what you need from me.” His hands are big, like the rest of him, and I bet that Christmas tree farmer’s boots look a lot like his do. “I’m happy to—”
“New plan.”
I blurt it out, surprising both of us. He leans back and waits for me to speak, and I say the wild, stupid thing that just popped into my head.
“I don’t need you to be the world’s best boyfriend. I need you to be the world’s worst one. Can you do that?”

Sara Whitney writes sassy, sexy contemporary romance novels packed with wit, heat, and heart. A 2019 Romance Writers of America Golden Heart award finalist, Sara worked as a newspaper reporter and film critic before she earned her Ph.D. and landed in academia. She’s a good pinball player, a so-so karaoke singer, and an expert TV opinion-haver.
In a funny twist of fate, Sara’s married to a divorce attorney, and she likes to think that her happily-ever-afters help keep their household in balance. She and her husband live in the Midwest surrounded by books, cats, and half-empty coffee cups. Keep up with Sara by subscribing to her mailing list here.

I don’t just need a fake boyfriend. I need the worst fake boyfriend in the world.
Gabe says he’ll pretend to be my boyfriend for the holidays. The perfect guy to get my parents off my back about my perpetually single state.
But what I really need is someone who’ll make my family beg me to never bring anyone home again.
Gabe promised he was up to the task, but he turns out to be a little too good at being bad. We have so much fun with our game, in fact, that I start to forget it’s all for show.
By the time Christmas Eve rolls around, Gabe’s the only thing I want to unwrap. But if I do, I’m afraid he’ll turn out to be a gift I don’t want to return.
My Fake Bad Boyfriend is a hot standalone holiday novella that’s sweet as a candy cane, funny as Elf, and spicy as fireball whiskey in your hot chocolate. Treat yourself to a laugh-out-loud romance this Christmas!

“You’ve never done the pretend boyfriend thing before?”
He slumps in his chair and laces his fingers behind his head. “Do I look like a Hallmark movie dude?”
Actually, yes. He looks like the small-town boyfriend who owns a Christmas tree farm and is waiting to steal me away from the big-town lawyer fiancé who takes me for granted. Then again if I had a neglectful lawyer fiancé, we wouldn’t be here, would we?
Gabe fidgets in his seat, his fingers tapping the arm of his chair.
“Okay, so let’s talk about what you need from me.” His hands are big, like the rest of him, and I bet that Christmas tree farmer’s boots look a lot like his do. “I’m happy to—”
“New plan.”
I blurt it out, surprising both of us. He leans back and waits for me to speak, and I say the wild, stupid thing that just popped into my head.
“I don’t need you to be the world’s best boyfriend. I need you to be the world’s worst one. Can you do that?”

Sara Whitney writes sassy, sexy contemporary romance novels packed with wit, heat, and heart. A 2019 Romance Writers of America Golden Heart award finalist, Sara worked as a newspaper reporter and film critic before she earned her Ph.D. and landed in academia. She’s a good pinball player, a so-so karaoke singer, and an expert TV opinion-haver.
In a funny twist of fate, Sara’s married to a divorce attorney, and she likes to think that her happily-ever-afters help keep their household in balance. She and her husband live in the Midwest surrounded by books, cats, and half-empty coffee cups. Keep up with Sara by subscribing to her mailing list here.