Ever. Yeah, he's rich, beautiful, charming as hell, and he has a wit as sharp as a double-edged razor... but he's made it perfectly clear that this is a short-term fuck. Three nights, tops, then we part like sexually satisfied grown-ups. I believe him when he says he can't love me. I'm not trying to fall in love, either. We get in. Get it on. Get the hell out. Done. Right? Right.

     Not much impresses me. But when I saw her in the Suitors Club, I knew I had to have her. Sweet little Lily Brogan might be innocent now, but the longer she stays in my fantasies, the more I want her. I can feel those long legs wrapped around me, imagine wrapping my hands around those full hips. I can already hear her crying out when I sink into her. I’ll make her my wife, just for appearances. I need this to save my business. She just doesn’t know this yet. Money is no object. Whatever the cost, she’s going to be mine. Unspoken is a 50,000 word stand-alone romance novel with no cliffhangers, no cheating and a beautiful HEA.