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PresleyI can't go anywhere without someone asking if I'm the brother of the Beckett Murray. Yes, I am. The middle brother. As a swimmer I'm reminded constantly that I was never good enough to make the Olympic cut. My new job in Texas couldn't have come at a better time. Finally, I'll be able to make my mark on the swimming world as a coach for a Big 12 University.My landlady asks me to take part in some kind of auction which I have zero time to take part in. When I try to politely decline, I somehow get sucked into a Secret Santa exchange with the other residents of Fitzpatrick Place. The woman I get? A sinfully curvy woman named Priscilla who owns a kitschy diner on the edge of town. I'll play along for the entire week of gift-giving and merriment, but I need to show the university that while I'm not my brother, I'm equally skilled in the pool. I can't afford any distractions. So why can't I stop thinking of her smile, the way she sings along to the jukebox when she thinks no one is paying attention, or how sexy she looks in those unassuming fifties dresses?PriscillaI've lived in Fitzpatrick Place ever since I moved back home. Had it been risky overhauling my mom's greasy spoon to a fifties-inspired, Elvis-themed diner? Maybe. But from the moment I stepped into my blue suede shoes five years ago, I'd yet to slow down.Fitzy exhausted herself trying to play matchmaker for me. I just didn't have time. That diner was my whole life. I reluctantly agreed to be part of the building's Secret Santa, getting some new guy in D3 who was practically a ghost. He would get some cute gifts from me but I had no time to introduce new people to the neighborhood or entertain total strangers. I'd do my best at holiday cheer-but it would be the bare minimum. One day he plays messenger for my own Secret Santa, and suddenly I see him everywhere: the bookstore, the elevator, and call me crazy, but it feels like he's finding any excuse to come to the diner.Now he's always on my mind, and I can't just pretend that I'm not all shook up every time he looks at me with those deep blue eyes and uneven smile. I guess it's now or never, especially since I'm lonesome tonight. Hopefully, putting myself out there won't land me in the heartbreak hotel.Secret Santa is a curvy heroine, matchmaker, and holiday romance that is guaranteed safe with no cheating and no cliffhangers. Why not spend some time at Fitzpatrick Place?

Sometimes the best solution for rain clouds, is the sun demanding to be seen.JasperThat demanding ray of sunshine had a name. It was Remle Clay. She marched into my life with no preamble and refused to be ignored. No matter how hard I slammed the door, she'd find a window to tap against. The people of Sycamore Mountain gave me a wide berth and I liked it that way. All I wanted was peace and quiet, so how did that curvy red head continue to insinuate herself into my space?RemleJasper Raj. That man was equal parts arrogant and enigmatic. He was a puzzle I couldn't piece together. My career depended on getting his distillery, Lakshmi Bourbon, to join the National Bourbon Association before our big National Bourbon Day celebration. Yet, I'd knock on his door-he'd slam it in my face. I'd send a cookie basket, and I'd watch him toss it to the birds. There had to be a way to get onto his calendar and in my lineup of clients. The harder he pushed me away, the deeper I dug my heels in. When did our little cat and mouse game become fun?When traumas are uncovered, and feelings unearthed, will these opposites finally give in to their attraction? Whiskey Business is a curvy heroine, broken hero, grumpy/sunshine instalove. Guaranteed safe with no cheating and no cliffhangers! Why not spend some time in Sycamore Mountain.

Lachlan Devereaux had exactly two hundred and eighteen days remaining to hit the Forbes 30 Under 30 list. With a new product line ready to launch and her steering the marketing team, she was certain this was the success she needed to receive the venerated recognition. What she hadn't expected is what happened in Vegas not to stay in Vegas. Enter Beckett Murray-stage left.Beckett Murray just wanted to be taken seriously for once. His bad-boy days were behind him, and he wanted everyone-including the Olympic swimming team-to realize he had grown up and wasn't still that punk kid anymore. He bought an organic beverage company to prove to everyone he was solid, in pursuit of adult goals, and not the partying playboy they all thought he was. Until he came face to face with his Las Vegas one-night stand. He couldn't afford a scandal right now-but he hadn't stopped thinking about that amazing night five months ago.When old friends become adversaries, and the company's success is put in jeopardy, their thirst for each other could just be their recipe for success.