Cleo White

Out of Sight

Chilled and Thrilled

Age of Shade

In retrospect, it might not have been the wisest idea to hand in my v-card to a hot librarian I picked up at my mother’s cocktail party.
In my defense, the man has a French accent, gray hair, and knows a lot about books. The cards were really stacked against me making good choices, folks.
I was probably naïve to expect a call after that, but when he didn’t, it hurt to accept he didn’t feel that same connection I did.
If that isn’t a sign you need to make a change, I don’t know what is. Too bad the “change” I get is six months in a remote French chateau, working as a nanny to an adorable little girl. Who happens to be the daughter of the single dad I had sex with in a grocery store parking lot.
Ellis Delvaux has made it clear he isn’t interested in a relationship. Unfortunately, when you’re a hopeless romantic spending that much time with someone you’re attracted to, in what might be the most beautiful place on the planet, things happen.
And sometimes, to avoid those things happening, you come up with a list of rules to facilitate six-months of secret, no strings attached sex with a man who is as off-limits as it gets.
What could go wrong?

Second edition 

Kissed and missed

Chilled and thrilled 

Second Edition

I was supposed to die on that stormy night. Instead, I met Asher Roth.
In a life that was basically one shitty turn of events after another, I’d never encountered someone quite like him; the sweet, dorky, bowtie wearing dentist who thought I could be more than the homeless teenager huddled on that sidewalk in a snowstorm.
How do you not fall in love with someone like that?
For three years now, I’ve haunted his dental practice at night, cleaning the same spaces where he spends his days and fantasizing about the day we’d come face to face again.
It never occurred to me that fate would bring us together twice, or that he wouldn’t recognize me when it did.

Age of shade 

I am a walking, talking disaster.
Sometimes it feels like every step I take leads to a mistake that is painful or embarrassing, or painful and embarrassing,and it’s pretty remarkable that natural selection hasn’t taken me out yet.
The point is, I have a lot of experience in cleaning up my own messes. Even with all that practice, though, inheriting my dad’s failing laser tag business might be a little much.
Saving Galactic Guild Arena won’t be easy. Especially when my new business partner is my dad’s best friend/famous author/grouchy recluse/my former crush.
Darwin Wilder knows better than anyone what a mess I am. The man hates me, and for good reason. I need to remember that, because in a life full of missteps, falling for my dad’s best friend is one mistake I know I’ll never recover from.


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