Billionaire's Club, Book 7 Kelsey Scott has never wanted anything more serious than a hookup. Work triumphs all, men are simply trainable orgasm machines, and her friends and family are everything. But with her brother's wedding rapidly approaching and matchmaking rapidly ensuing from all angles, she decides she needs a buffer from all the “perfect Mr. Rights”, the white tulle and frumpy bridesmaid dresses, and - ick - the heart-warming vows. What she doesn't need is Tanner. Her ex. The only man who ever managed to weasel his way into her heart. And by typical male progression, the only man to break it. She’s done with the gorgeous, chocolate-eyed man who chased her down, got her to open up, and then promptly tossed her aside. She’s done with letting anyone past the barbed wire protecting her heart. Because, if Kelsey has learned anything, it’s that she loves fiercely...and stupidly. So, no. No men, no matter how gorgeous. Definitely no emotional connections with those of the XY variety. And certainly no boyfriends. Not now. Not again. Not ever. But when she and Tanner get paired up as a bridesmaid and groomsman at her brother's wedding, Kelsey finds it hard to remember all her steadfast rules. Especially when it turns out that Tanner wants to get past all her defenses all over again.

Billionaire's Club, Book 2 The first sign of trouble was the rough, masculine voice. The second was the Scottish accent. God, Cecelia loved Scottish accents. The last was the scent - his scent - familiar and uniquely Colin. Cecelia had been through bad breakups before, but none had compared to the two, yes two, that had come at Colin’s hands, because she was apparently glutton for punishment and didn’t know better and was young and stupid and in love. Had been in love. Twice. And she’d had her heart broken. Twice. Well, the third time wasn’t the charm, and CeCe wasn’t going to be stupid about Colin. Not again, not now that she knew better. Nope. There would be no brooding, gorgeously sexy, Scottish hero in her future. But had anyone informed Colin of that fact?

"I brought my hands together as nerves and excitement filled me. This was it. Time to tell him the best news of my life. “I’m going to have a baby,” I squealed. He gasped, eyes turning to saucers, and brought his hands up to his mouth. “What! God, you’re pregnant?” he asked a little too loud, and the people at the nearby tables glanced over at us". I saved him. Well, maybe he saved me. Or perhaps we saved each other. All I knew was that one second, I was bickering with the man I pretended to despise—a man I secretly wanted more than my next meal—and the next the world was exploding around us. KTS, the secret military agency I worked for, was under attack by a former agent turned traitor and everything we thought we knew about being the good guys was getting more complicated by the minute. As was my relationship with Linc. I’d asked him out once, bared my feelings for him, and . . . he’d turned me down. Not gently, either. But now we were fighting for our lives, and I discovered that perhaps his rejection wasn’t quite so simple. Maybe he’d pushed me away because once I was in his heart, there was no letting me go. Ever.