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What happens when a 31-year-old straight woman falls in love with a lesbian? It's 1993, and Gwen Sullivan is agitated. She's been married and divorced and is now living with her scientist boyfriend who loses himself in dark moods. Her job at a tutoring center and her work on the Bill Clinton-for-President campaign leave her vaguely dissatisfied. She hopes taking a night class in poetry might help.

Since graduating from college, I've been juggling two jobs while fostering abandoned dogs, with my sights set on opening a rescue kennel. I'll do whatever it takes to succeed, even if it means fighting back my cravings for the man who's been fueling my fantasies since I got my first taste of him in a hotel elevator. This guy is too full of secrets. Dark ones, hidden behind his ice blue eyes. Secrets of his Special Ops past and of a billionaire family that employs half our town. He won't let me into his world, and it's for the best.

Sixteen-year-old Finley Price has perfected two things: how to direct a world-class production and how to fly way, way under the radar. The only person who ever seems to notice Finley is her best friend and godparents' son, Oliver Bertram. Since Finley moved in with her godparents after the death of her father, she and Oliver have grown close. If Finley could just take Oliver's constant encouragement to heart and step out of the shadows, she'd finally chase her dream of joining the prestigious Mansfield Theater.

FUBAR. The day my life fell apart, I was introduced to this term. It's comforting to know there's one word that completely defines my life. Go ahead. Look it up. And right next to the term, you might see a picture of me as the example, sweltering in a forty-pound princess gown in front of my castle beside a kiddie coaster . . . and flanked by the sexiest piece of man candy that ever walked this earth: Dylan Sheridan. The same Dylan Sheridan who's an Olympic medalist turned MMA fighter turned billionaire entrepreneur.

There's a hot billionaire in the carpool line that has every mom putting on her lipstick before she drops her kid off to school. Me included. But I can't be tempted by a body hewn from granite or eyes that could melt the polar ice caps...because that hot billionaire is also my boss, Ryan Sheridan.