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Fitz Darcy is the last man on Earth who could make me weak in the knees.Except for that unspeakable time when I pass out in his arms after wrecking his car.His vintage collector’s car.With enough damages that I might need to sell a kidney to cover them.But one unfortunate incident with a grade-A jerk wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world… if my job with my small southern town’s Historical Preservation Society didn’t require me to cajole him for donations... moreFitz Darcy is the last man on Earth who could make me weak in the knees.Except for that unspeakable time when I pass out in his arms after wrecking his car.His vintage collector’s car.With enough damages that I might need to sell a kidney to cover them.But one unfortunate incident with a grade-A jerk wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world… if my job with my small southern town’s Historical Preservation Society didn’t require me to cajole him for donations.I get that some women might call me ungrateful for resenting my chance to charm the suave, brooding billionaire—they’re all crazy. I might have a short fuse, but Fitz is more than ready to light it with his pithy one-liners.So when the spark between us finally got a little air, I should have guessed it’d be explosive.After a onetime mistake, Fitz’s solution is to ghost and skip town. And it definitely doesn’t hurt… because I didn’t like him in the first place, right?My first impressions are never wrong. Fitz Darcy certainly isn’t about to hand me my pride by proving that the one man I can’t tolerate…… might just be the one man I can’t stop thinking about. less

I should know better, right?I’m a thirty-something (no specifics, thank you very much). A girl boss. A powerhouse friend. And I pull it all off with a lot of focus and a killer pair of Miu Mius.Of course, it’s easy to remind myself of all that before my new CFO turns out to be a delicious, bearded, bear of a man.And my childhood best friend.And hanging onto a pretty titillating secret: this exec has never—ahem—sealed the deal in the bedroom.It’s really gotten in my head... moreI should know better, right?I’m a thirty-something (no specifics, thank you very much). A girl boss. A powerhouse friend. And I pull it all off with a lot of focus and a killer pair of Miu Mius.Of course, it’s easy to remind myself of all that before my new CFO turns out to be a delicious, bearded, bear of a man.And my childhood best friend.And hanging onto a pretty titillating secret: this exec has never—ahem—sealed the deal in the bedroom.It’s really gotten in my head.The solution to both our problems? A little temporary arrangement. Friends with benefits until we get s*x out of our systems.And why not? We trust each other and now I’ll have a clear mind and Knightley can rid himself of his V-card.But neither of us expected our fun little side gig to be so… electric. What if this fling becomes the real thing?I’m corporate queen and my empire has no room for a king. It’s always been that way, and any hiccup in my plans could really hurt. A broken heart is a lot harder to put back together than a broken heel. less