So, there I was, minding my own business, when the sexiest man I’ve ever seen comes walking out of the apartment next to mine. I mean, I live in a dump. What is a guy like that doing in a place like this? And why does he wait for me every morning now? And why do I look forward to it so much?
When innocent flirting in the hallway turns into an actual date, I’m ecstatic…except, he’s hiding something. How do I know? Because he told me he is. That can’t be a good sign, can it? He promises it’s nothing bad. Crap, that’s something a serial killer would say, isn’t it? I hope he’s not a serial killer.
When I took this bet with my brother, I thought it would be super easy. Pretend not to be a billionaire for a month. It was no big deal…until I met Maddie.
She knows I’m hiding something, but if I can just hold her off for a little while longer, could I win the bet and get the girl?
This Billionaire Romance Comedy is safe, with dual virgins, no cheating and a guaranteed happily ever after.
Diane is a thirty-something professional party planner for a high end fashion magazine. Her life so far has been a series of dating missteps, which has her considering giving up on the whole romance thing entirely.
But when a mysterious stranger calls her and convinces her spend hours on the phone engaged in illicit conversations with him, she thinks she may have found what her love life has been lacking all along: adventure and fun.
Safety Info: While the characters are not necessarily virgins, once they speak for the first time...no one else exists for either of them. There is no abuse, no ow/om drama, no cheating and of course a Happily Ever After.
Book Four - Professor Billionaire
My best friend is getting married to a billionaire. Yeah…with a capital B. I’m beyond ecstatic for her, really. I mean, it’s not every day a frugal living expert such as myself gets to fly on a private plane with a devastatingly handsome pilot…who I might have fallen head over heels for in about a second. This guy is funny, sweet, gorgeous, and he got me from virgin to not in less than twenty minutes.
This is so unlike me, I’ve always been a very feet-on-the-ground, level-headed girl. That is, until I found myself in a pilot’s lap at forty-thousand feet. And the weird thing is, I think he’s falling for me, too.
When Harper insisted on hitching a ride with me to the wedding, I wasn’t about to argue. She was mistaken that I was supposed to be her flight, and now she’s mistaken me for an actual pilot…and I’ve yet to correct her on either.
I want to tell her that I’m actually a richer-than-sin businessman with expensive tastes and toys. But considering she blogs about how to be comfortably poor for a living, I’m not sure how well that’s going to go over.
Now, I’m falling in love with her, and I’ve got to tell her the truth soon, before she hears it from someone else.