Two Nights with a Heartthrob

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Hollywood heartthrob Micah James was happy enough partying his life away, sleeping with a beautiful woman every night, until he met Kylie Daines. Too bad the feisty woman couldn’t get rid of him fast enough the morning after their one-night stand. To make matters worse, Kylie claims she doesn’t remember the sordid details of their time together.

Kylie wants to try and forget the night that she drank too much, took off her catering server uniform to burn it in front of party guests, and ended up in bed with a man she just met. She does, however, need another job, and fast, if she’s going to make rent. Her preference would be a position that utilizes her degree in creative writing and doesn’t involve serving food.

When Kylie shows up to interview with Micah for his personal assistant position, he assumes she’s there to pick up where they left off. Instead, she’s just desperate for a steady job with decent pay, and plenty of downtime, so she can write.

While Micah doesn’t have many rules for himself, there is one that he refuses to break after it once wreaked havoc on his life—no sleeping with employees. Kylie is relieved when Micah offers her the job. She’s confident that she will never end up in his bed again and still insists that the first time was a huge mistake they should both forget.

But when Micah and Kylie suddenly find themselves trapped together during a snowstorm, the professional boundary lines they once agreed upon may slowly start to melt away.

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