The proof’s in the pudding and I’m the top contract lawyer in NYC. I’m a filthy rich, playboy workaholic that doesn’t have time for a relationship. Women equal fun, and I cut them loose once I’m through. Lucky for me, the corporate climbers in this fast-paced city are just as cutthroat as I am. We keep it light and tight. That way, no one gets hurt. Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?
Until I want to buy the cow.
She slays me. My talented, beautiful Lydia. It’s too bad she’s one of those airhead creative types just like my douche bag actor brother. Always climbing, striving, manipulating. Then turning into a stage five clinger. If it wasn’t for that, I’d make her mine.
Charming NYC playboy, Callum Markham, is completely unexpected. He’s trying to chase away the ghosts of his past with work, work and an extra helping of work. Nothing is more important to him than closing the next billion dollar deal. I just started dating his brother and I care about Tristan. So why do I see Callum’s face every time I close my eyes?
I have to resist this blazing lust I feel whenever he’s near. And I will. Because I’m not the kind of girl that betrays another, even if I’d like to throw Callum down and devour him. I’m a famous romance author and he’s a hot shot lawyer. On the paper I love, Tristan is the obvious choice. He’s an edgy and arrogant actor who gets me. Why bark up the wrong tree?
Until I want to let out a little yelp.
Callum’s brought me to my knees. He’s so compelling he’d make the perfect hero for my next novel. Sexy, intelligent, magnetic. It’s too bad he’s not interested in anyone employed in the creative arts. If it wasn’t for that, I’d let myself fall.