Feel the Beat Series by Swati M.H.

He was my best friend.The fiercely protective boy who always caught me when I fell.Until I moved away.Now, ten years later, Logan Miller is a gorgeous, Grammy-winning DJ and a dedicated single dad—and hotter than any hit on the Billboards!When our paths cross again, fantasies of him turn into reality.I moved back to Austin to build a life outside the safety net of my wonderful, albeit overbearing, Indian family... moreHe was my best friend.The fiercely protective boy who always caught me when I fell.Until I moved away.Now, ten years later, Logan Miller is a gorgeous, Grammy-winning DJ and a dedicated single dad—and hotter than any hit on the Billboards!When our paths cross again, fantasies of him turn into reality.I moved back to Austin to build a life outside the safety net of my wonderful, albeit overbearing, Indian family. Preferring the company of my old dog, my online games, and reruns of Marvel movies, I’m nowhere close to the type of woman who can handle a public life. The type of woman who’d be best suited for Logan Miller.But when neither of us can control the gravitational pull of the other, we give in.In limos, on mountains, on rooftops, in airplanes…We create the perfect remix of a song written just for us.But just when the beat of our hearts seem perfectly matched, perfectly in sync, his past threatens to shake the foundation he’s built so carefully. The only thing we can do is rely on the one thing that’s bonded us together—our love.But will that be enough? less

Love wanes.That’s what my missing groom told me over the phone . . . on our wedding day, no less.I wasn’t about to go down that road again—love, marriage, forever. I had enough on my plate serving as deputy general counsel of our family business and keeping my matchmaking parents off my back.Then Wayland Ramirez comes roaring back into my life.The boy who asked me to be his girlfriend in middle school. The man I shared a sizzling night of passion with five years ago... moreLove wanes.That’s what my missing groom told me over the phone . . . on our wedding day, no less.I wasn’t about to go down that road again—love, marriage, forever. I had enough on my plate serving as deputy general counsel of our family business and keeping my matchmaking parents off my back.Then Wayland Ramirez comes roaring back into my life.The boy who asked me to be his girlfriend in middle school. The man I shared a sizzling night of passion with five years ago. The man who made me trust him . . . then disappeared.This time, I know better than to put my heart in anyone’s hands.But when Dad throws down an ultimatum—bring a date to the office Christmas party or meet a stranger of his choosing—I spontaneously ask Wayland to play the part of my doting fake-boyfriend for a night.He just wasn’t supposed to give an Oscar-winning performance.Once more, his whispered words, his searing kisses, his body against mine almost have me believing that this could last. Almost.I say love is a sham, a reservoir that depletes with time.He says he wants it all—my todays and tomorrows.But can I trust him with my tomorrows? Can I trust him to pick me up if I fall?Because God knows, I am falling for this man. less

I’m pregnant with my neighbor’s baby, but here’s the kicker . . . we can’t stand each other.It all started when my bathroom sprang a leak, and I booked short-term lodging in his vacant apartment. Turns out, it wasn’t available . . . or vacant.One big misunderstanding later, and he’s practically throwing me out like yesterday’s trash.He might think his half-ass apology, devilish smirk, and alluring hazel eyes will get him back in my good graces, but he’d be sorely mistaken... moreI’m pregnant with my neighbor’s baby, but here’s the kicker . . . we can’t stand each other.It all started when my bathroom sprang a leak, and I booked short-term lodging in his vacant apartment. Turns out, it wasn’t available . . . or vacant.One big misunderstanding later, and he’s practically throwing me out like yesterday’s trash.He might think his half-ass apology, devilish smirk, and alluring hazel eyes will get him back in my good graces, but he’d be sorely mistaken. Because I, Sita Stewart, am allured by no man! Not even if he comes in the sexiest, most deliciously infuriating, six-foot-two package with a checkered bow tie. But when the tension between us threatens to cause a category five hurricane, I decide to put it to bed once and for all. Literally, figuratively, metaphorically . . . you get the picture. And when the storm finally settles, I’m left with a case of morning sickness and a craving for more. More of him. Because underneath all the layers of grouchiness is a broken man I fear I’m falling for. A man who says he wants me and our little bean sprout, too.But right when Mr. P. Cooke gives me a glimpse of the life I’ve always wanted, his past comes tearing in like a tornado, ready to cause devastation. The question is, can we survive it? less