The Solace Sisters Series Bundle

Silver Fox's Secret Baby

The night of my life with my father’s best friend…may cost us both everything.

After my mother ran off with one of my father's friends, she nearly ruined him.
I made a vow to myself: I would never cause him pain like that.
But here I go falling for his best friend.
A man who should be totally off limits and utterly untouchable is the only thing I can think about.
I might as well be a hormone ravaged teenager instead of the grown boss girl I am, the way my body craves his.

I didn’t mean for things to turn out this way.
It was only supposed to be one drunken night.
But one touch from him is all it took for my heart to never want to let him go.
As much as I fight it, I can’t get him off my mind.

Just as I’m gathering courage to tell my dad suddenly my mom returns throwing everyone’s lives into chaos.
I guess ruining our lives once wasn’t enough she had to come back for more.
Now with love, family, and businesses on the line the path forward doesn’t seem to clear.

And just as I thought things couldn’t get any worse… those two little lines turned blue.

Enemy Ex's Secret Baby

Never sleep with your best friend's brother.
You might end up pregnant with his secret baby...

Axel Hitchins is my best friend’s brother,
the summer fling I never got over,
and, despite what I’ve let people think…my daughter’s real father.
Now, he’s also the man standing between me and the last park standing in a 10-mile radius.

And I’m not going to let him win.

He is as arrogant and money-oriented as he ever was,
and letting him get his way is not very high on my priority list.

Having hate sex with him, though?
That’s unexpectedly high…

I might not like him anymore, but I can’t deny that the spark is still there.
When my daughter’s paternity is suddenly in danger of being revealed,
I can’t help wondering…

Is it time to tell him the truth, or will I only be left to nurse new wounds?

Enemy Daddy Next Door

Giving my V card to the single dad next door is a very bad idea.
Falling in love with him is an even worse one…

Hunter Ricks seems like a very bad bet.

He’s 43 years old, sexy as hell, and determined to sleep his way through the entire city whenever he’s not taking care of his four-year-old daughter.

Not exactly boyfriend material for an inexperienced 24-year-old who writes children’s books for a living.

And yet I can’t help it…

His irresistible charm, his flowing locks of hair, and the way he adoringly cares for his daughter just makes my heart melt

Sure, he’s too cocky for his own good,
but that cockiness only makes the tension between us spike whenever we’re alone.

I know it’s a mistake, but giving in to him is a temptation I can’t resist…

Faux Beau's Baby Surprise

Who knew sharing a room with my best friend would lead to a baby bump…

Listen he is a great guy. I get it, on paper he’s perfect. Handsome, smart, and well off.
Totally ‘the one’ material…for someone else.
To me he’s just Drew, one of my best friends, and only a friend.

My focus has always been on raising my sisters, love was never something I had time for.
But now that they are all grown and on their own I admit I’m feeling like an empty nester.
A 30 something, never been married or had children of my own, empty nester.
That sounds way worse than it is.
I’m happy with my life, well at least I was until I took Drew as my plus one to my sister’s wedding and had to pretend to be his girlfriend so his ex wouldn’t ruin the entire trip.

We may have taken our rouse a little too far, but I have to admit being wrapped up in the sheets with him was better than I ever could have imagined.
Okay, so maybe I’ve had a bit of a crush on him before this, but I had it under control. Everything was fine until his tasty lips touched mine.

When his ex exposes some secrets with the proof to back it up I’m left not knowing who to believe.
Or if I should reveal a little secret of my own.

Enemy Boss's Baby Surprise

Sleeping with my boss was out of the question.
But that is exactly what I did.

Creating apps for Wynters Corp has been the best job in the world.
The only downside is my new boss…

Orlie Wynters is cold, distant,
and—let’s face it—just downright grumpy.

It’s enough that I have to put up with him at work,
but sharing a cabin with him up in the mountains just because of a stupid misunderstanding?

That sounds like my idea of hell.

The only thing that’d be worse is letting him have the cabin to himself.

I’d rather stay, even if it means arguing with him over every little thing.
Or seeing a side of him I have never seen.
Or catching very weird feelings about him and deciding to sleep with him.

It’s not my fault he’s too hot to resist…

I thought being back at work would break the spell, but things have only gotten even more intimate.

And that’s before I found out that I’m carrying Orlie Wynters’ baby…

From the moment Grant walked in, I haven’t been able to stop looking
at him. Watching him. Studying
him. 

There’s something about the way he moves. With purpose and grace,
but not with pride. It should elude a man of his status. After all, he is the CEO and
founder of Infinium Entertainment, only the biggest name in television and film
for the past several years. 

But I’ve known him my whole life. Probably before that. He’s been
friends with my parents since they were in college. It’s wrong for me to
be…attracted to him. 

And yet, I can’t look away. 

It should be easier now that the party is in full swing and the
backyard is full of people. The grill is churning out hot dogs and hamburgers
(and tofu dogs and bean burgers for the vegans and vegetarians that come with
the territory in LA). Music is blasting, people are laughing and splashing in
the pool, the sun is just starting to grow orange, anticipating its set in the
west. 

After the way his eyes met mine, though…for that briefest second. 

Well, how can I look at anything else? 

“Close your mouth. You’ll catch flies,” Gillian whispers, tapping my
chin softly. 

Oh god, have I been staring? With my jaw
dropped? So much for being subtle. I close my mouth
tight. “Sorry.” 

“I know you’re bored, Harley, but at least try to look interested,”
she teases, bumping me with her hip. 

“Yeah, I could just…die of boredom,” I affirm nervously. I can still
see Grant in my periphery, in the middle of a group holding a boisterous
conversation. He looks so fucking good in that thin, linen suit and airy white
button-down. As if he’s stepped right out of a resort in Mexico. Absolutely
divine. 

Ignore him, Harley. I pull my attention with all of my might away from Grant and
immediately clap eyes on two familiar faces emerging from the kitchen onto the
back patio. “There’s Lola.” 

Gillian grimaces. “And Axel.” 

“Well, don’t sound too happy about it…” I tease. Lola is Gillian’s
best friend and has been since they were kids. They even run their vegan bakery
together in Silver Lake. Axel is Lola’s brother and, from the tone of her
voice, Gillian’s worst enemy. 

“I told Lola not to bring him,” my sister says. 

I scoff. “She’s your best friend.” 

“Yeah, that doesn’t mean her siblings are a package deal. We don’t
take each other everywhere we go.” 

Gillian and I exchange a look. 

“Okay, maybe we do sometimes…” she says, rolling her eyes. 

I look back to Lola and Axel. They’re both scanning the crowd with
their matching green eyes. “They’re looking for you.” 

“Mhm,” Gillian hums and sips her kombucha. 

“Are you seriously going to be an asshole about this?” I ask. 

Gillian glares. 

“What?! Stella’s playing in the treehouse with her friends,” I say,
gesturing over to the treehouse that’s halfway up the hill behind our house,
almost completely obscured by trees and greenery. We can hear the giggles of
kids running, jumping, and climbing if we listen closely. 

My sister crosses her arms. “You’re always picking on me.” 

“What?! No, I’m not,” I go to sip my beer but realize that it’s
nearly empty, just foamy backwash. “I pick on everyone.” 

Gillian ignores me and turns away from Lola and Axel to avoid eye
contact with them. “She just doesn’t respect my boundaries with him.” 

“What boundaries?! He’s just her brother!” 

She huffs. 

“What’s your problem with him anyway?” 

Gillian hesitates and then eyes me. “He’s a property developer.” 

“So?”

“So?! Do you know all of the natural ecosystems he has interrupted
and destroyed in the name of infrastructure?” 

I resist rolling my eyes. It’s not that I don’t agree with her.
Erecting buildings for the sake of capital gain is not the most admirable
job. I’m just realizing I’ve never had a property developer on my show. Maybe
it’s time. “You should be wearing your ‘Hug a Tree’ T-shirt today.” 

Gillian
grunts angrily. “God, Harley. You’re such a–such a–”

I laugh. She can’t even say it without getting red in the face, “An
asshole?” 

“No!
I wasn’t going to say that! You’re always putting words in my mouth and–”

“Girls, girls!” Suddenly, Dad wriggles in between us, a hand on each
of our shoulders. “What in the world is there to fight about on a day like
today?” 

Gillian sniffs the air. “She’s antagonizing me, Daddy.” 

“I’m not antagonizing
you.” I am totally antagonizing her. Just a little. 

“You know how important today is for our family,” he says with a
soft smile. “Can we just let bygones be bygones?” 

Gillian and I glare at each other. I love her to death, but goddamn,
does she get on my nerves. 

“Or at least…wait to fight until after all the guests are gone?” 

“I can do that,” I say, subtly glancing over my shoulder to spot
Grant once more. God, why should I care about egging on my tree-hugging sister
when I could be ogling that work of art? 

Guilt shoots through my bloodstream. My dad is right here. I
can’t be looking at his best friend with hearts for eyes. At least not while
he’s around.