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We said we could do casual. We swore we wouldn't fall in love. We lied. CharlieI didn't buy my house just so I could stare at the guy next door. I swear. It's not my fault he mows the lawn with his shirt off. His tattooed muscles are an eye magnet. I can't look away.The first kiss is an accident. One taste and I have to have more. We were supposed to keep it casual. Neighbors with benefits. No big deal. When a client comes after me for turning him into the FBI, Lucas swears he'll keep me safe. I'm not supposed to fall in love with him. That's not the deal. I'm walking straight into broken…mehr

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We said we could do casual. We swore we wouldn't fall in love. We lied. CharlieI didn't buy my house just so I could stare at the guy next door. I swear. It's not my fault he mows the lawn with his shirt off. His tattooed muscles are an eye magnet. I can't look away.The first kiss is an accident. One taste and I have to have more. We were supposed to keep it casual. Neighbors with benefits. No big deal. When a client comes after me for turning him into the FBI, Lucas swears he'll keep me safe. I'm not supposed to fall in love with him. That's not the deal. I'm walking straight into broken heart and I can't stop myself. LucasMy new neighbor is a nightmare. Or a wet dream. Charlotte Winters, the crown princess of the Winters clan. It shouldn't be hard to keep my distance. We have nothing in common. I grew up not knowing where my next meal was coming from. She grew up with a personal chef. But Charlie isn't what I expected. It's not just that she's funny, and determined, and sexy as hell. She's vulnerable. She's in danger. And she turns to fire in my arms.One kiss and I'm in too deep to walk away.I have no business being friends with a woman like her, much less claiming a place in her bed. Too f*king bad. Now that I've had a taste of Charlie, I'm not giving her up. Not until I have to. Even if it destroys us both.
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Ivy Layne has had her nose stuck in a book since she first learned to decipher the English language. Sometime in her early teens, she stumbled across her first Romance, and the die was cast. Though she pretended to pay attention to her creative writing professors, she dreamed of writing steamy romance instead of literary fiction. These days, she's neck deep in alpha heroes and the smart, sexy women who love them. Married to her very own alpha hero (who rubs her back after a long day of typing, but also leaves his socks on the floor). Ivy lives in the mountains of North Carolina where she and her other half are having a blast raising two energetic little boys. Aside from her family, Ivy's greatest loves are coffee and chocolate, preferably together.