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I'm twenty-two, buried in student loans, and soon to be homeless. I need a job that pays decently—stat. When my best friend suggests interviewing for a traveling nanny position with some tennis star, I think she's joking. It's too good to be true. The pay is more than I could dream of. I'd get to travel the world. There don't seem to be any cons. Not until I meet my potential boss. Noah Baker. Hot as hell, but with a massive chip on his shoulder.

s Ink watched his president fall for a woman, he was thrilled to realize that he was sure he had found his, too. Even better news is that the two women are best friends. Everything looks to be perfect. Or it does until Ink realizes Alisse isn't willing to give him the time of day. He's spent months trying to get her to give him a chance. She keeps shooting him down with allegations of him being a man who can't commit to one woman. She accuses him of only wanting conquests, not a real, lasting relationship.

Romance has ghosted, gaslit, and gone full Shakespearean tragedy on Sofia Drake. She’s basically a one-woman rom-com with no third act. Her spirit animal? An antelope, always ready to sprint if love sneaks up on her again. Freshly dumped and downsized out of her job, Sofia is ready for a cosmic do-over. A solo escape to Spain seems like the perfect way to hit the reset button on her life... until she runs into Ryan Hunter, the guy she swore she’d never see again—too young, too tempting, too perfectly leading-man material.

The ref stops the puck in the middle of a playoff game, and I look up from the ice...to see my boyfriend making out with another guy on the kiss cam. My humiliation goes viral and suddenly my entire life—from my back pass to my bisexuality—is tabloid fodder. To make matters worse, the jerk making out with my guy turns out to be the live-in boyfriend of Lena Sinclair, the brand new team dentist for the Pittsburgh Fury. When Doc finds herself homeless after confronting her ex, I offer her my guest room while we both lick our wounds.

I finally made it to the pros, like my father before me, and I have to prove I belong here. But lately, I’ve been distracted. There’s this woman. I met her after a game in Vegas, and we got a little drunk—and married. My new wife is stunning, a cellist whose music breaks down my defenses. Amazingly, she’s moved to Pittsburgh to be with me and she even fits in with my rowdy family. Everything should be perfect.