Series: Mr. Match #4
the formula for love. So why is he still single?
couples have found love thanks to me, that was never really the point. The one
guy I most wanted to match?
Diego finds out exactly who I am. And then the questions will begin. Why
hasn’t Mr. Match found his match?
into question all the matches I’ve made so far. It’s time to step away.
business, I’m starting to wonder if love really is as easy as a mathematical
formula. Because Tatum Archer does something to me that defies logic and
confounds reason. I feel feelings for her, even though the algorithm says I
well, okay, that wasn’t part of the plan, but Charlie is my sidekick now and
I’m okay with that.
business sounds like just the kind of challenge I thrive on. I just
didn’t expect Mr. Match himself to be quite so…
temporarily, it makes perfect sense from a business perspective. But getting
involved with a client would be the end of everything I’d spent years building.
keep our hands off each other?
doesn’t date clients, and Max isn’t signing up for a romantic liaison that
hasn’t been mathematically guaranteed.
So why can’t he stop thinking about Tatum? Or about her ridiculously enormous
dog, Charlie? Not that he’s thinking about Charlie romantically, of course. But
the dog is part of a package deal. And maybe he’s thinking about Tatum a little
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to answer a bunch of questions I didn’t want to answer. Before the whole thing
blew up and then tanked spectacularly because I was revealed to be a fraud. And
so naturally, I had a plan.
was lounging on the leather sofa in the middle of my living room. “It’s a
goldmine! Why would you do that?”
found me again. “Max,” she said quietly, looking sad.
That wasn’t my style. “It’s fine. It’s not even that. The whole secrecy
thing is exhausting, and I think I’m pretty close to being outed, which would
be bad for the business. Bad for me. And probably bad for the Sharks,
hurt the Sharks,” she said.
the living room from the patio and yard. My house was nice—big and open, lots
of upscale touches and fancy appliances. But it felt cold to me, despite the almost
constant San Diego sunshine, and I spent a lot of my time out on this patio.
Less oppressive than that unfilled space. “Why do you care if I keep it,
anyway?” I asked, turning to look back inside.
over the grass beyond the patio toward the fence, which sat just along the
curve of Mission Bay. The Isleys lived a few doors down, though I swear we
didn’t plan it that way. “I don’t know,” she said. “It’s
nostalgia, I guess. You always talked about figuring out how love wasn’t this
complicated mystical thing. And then you did it. I just thought it would mean
something to you, even if you never …” she trailed off, glancing at me
and then sinking into a cushioned chair next to the teak table.
efforts at finding a match of my own. I’d been one of the first complete
profiles in the database, but my file had sat there, gathering dust, for years
now. The algorithm was built to match and weigh the most crucial aspects of
someone’s personality, giving mathematical priority to those aspects
statistically most likely to correlate to longevity in relationships. I’d
tweaked the math multiple times over the years, and tons of happy couples all
around San Diego, Los Angeles, and now Arizona, had benefited. But I had
rainbow-maned kind with a cat riding on its back like a Viking conqueror,
throwing glitter around. I was like a sad gothic unicorn, horn draped in black
crepe and too much guy liner.
again?” Cat asked, interrupting my train of thought.
“I have a novel idea for you.”
novel or not.
her eyes at me and blowing out a breath in frustration. “Listen first,
jackass. Then tell me no.”
sentences that make sense.”
couldn’t help reverting to grade-school banter when we were together. It was
our dynamic. It drove Mom crazy, but when Mom wasn’t around, we reveled in it.
“Why not try this dating thing the old fashioned way?”
imagined a stagecoach rolling in, a frightened-looking Midwestern girl coming
down off the steps in a hoop skirt. It turns out I have a very visual
imagination. I do best when I keep my little imaginings to myself though.
I agreed. I wasn’t eager to see where Cat was going with this. Distraction
here.” Cat stood up. “I met an adorable girl at the gallery last
week, and I got her number. You set me up on dates before I met Xavier, so now
I’m setting you up.”
up on dates that had a high mathematical probability of working out
successfully. That’s how you met Xavier, remember?”
The formula had needed tweaking back then. But you had to hand it to a guy so
germaphobic he’d managed to find a place to buy condoms to put on the passenger
seat of his car. “Still. Definitely no to the setting-Max-up
and was texting someone.
wanted. I stood and went to look over my sister’s shoulder, but she’d already
You guys are probably perfect for each other.” Cat smiled like she had
just achieved world peace.
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Saving lives isn’t just my job, it’s my whole world. Working eighteen hour
days, I live in the hospital, running from patient to patient until I encounter
a mysterious woman who stops me in my tracks. Afraid of her own shadow, I
quickly diagnose that not all of her injuries are physical and the helpless
look in her eyes turns my world upside down.
I follow up with her, trying to convince myself that my actions are that of a
concerned doctor. But it’s more than that… turns out there is more to her as
well. She’s a single mom, and the fear in her eyes isn’t just for herself, but
for her amazing daughter. Before I even realize what’s happening, I’m
determined to save them both and it has nothing to do with oaths or medicine.
First, she will have to trust me. Not just with her life, but her heart.
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mirror on the wall, who’s the sexiest cowboy of them all…
Beverly Hills princess, I prefer Egyptian sheets, designer labels, and shopping
on Rodeo Drive.
stables? Definitely not my thing.
great-aunt dies, I volunteer to go to Copper Creek, Montana to tie up loose
ends and put the house she willed me on the market.
thing I expect to find is irritating, yet sexier-than-sin Noah Daniels.
ago, I left town only to return with a broken heart, a love for restoring
vintage cars, and the plan to never leave Copper Creek again.
hotter-than-hell Kate Snow decides to fix up her great-aunt’s house, turning
down her offer isn’t an option. She needs the extra hands so she can meet her
the extra cash.
comes with additional perks: Hanging out with Kate. Teaching her about horses.
mind-blowing sex with her.
haven’t planned on is for my heart to be a willing part of the deal—a deal that
could result in Kate landing her dream job. In Beverly Hills.
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of my past.
cunning, and controlled. He understood my darkest desires and took pleasure in
feeding my every craving.
letting the first touch lead to a second. And a third. I shouldn’t have let him
reawaken my need.
to forget, unable to stop.
him. And I’m afraid he’s right.
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don’t love, you can’t get hurt…
my childhood taught me was never show my emotions. Don’t make memories. Don’t
count on other people. Don’t hope for the best.
changed when I was adopted by Ryan and Whitney Kepler.
I let them into my life, along with my new sister and a best friend I would lay
down my life for. But giving up my heart and accepting love in return from
Kelsea Harrison? It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever tried to do.
truth is? I’m not sure if I’m that strong.
very moment I met Nick Kepler I knew he would be the love of my life. Problem
is I haven’t been able to convince him of that yet.
friends get married, Nick and I spend a drunken night letting our walls down
and losing all our inhibitions. In one moment I’m given everything I ever
wanted. Then, in the blink of an eye it’s taken away from me.
question is, can I be strong for the both of us?
I have to be.
Since self-publishing her first book in May of 2013, Laramie Briscoe has published over 10 books. She’s appeared on the Top 100 Bestselling E-books Lists on iBooks, Amazon Kindle, Kobo, and Barnes & Noble. She’s been called “a very young Maya Banks” (Amazon reviewer) and her books have been accused of being “sexy, family-oriented, romances with heart”.
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Love? Been there, done that, spent the night in jail. So yeah, love can bite
I fell, but I picked myself up and moved on. Now, I’m exactly where I want to
be—living a perfectly, uncomplicated life… until my little brother gets mixed
up with the cartel and I’m forced to do the unimaginable to protect my
I’m about to sell my soul and Aiden Briggs, the callous, hot as hell DEA agent,
might be the only man willing to take down the devil.
Life and heartbreak taught me women are just as deadly as they are beautiful. I
never lie to get what I want, and no woman warms my bed more than once.
find myself wrapped up in the hot mess known as Celeste Martinez, I keep
my emotions locked down like Fort Knox. Or so I thought.
She has this innate ability to get under my skin, igniting something I wasn’t
Taking down the cartel was part of the plan… falling for her wasn’t.
of coffee and fantasizing about the day she becomes a full-time writer. Because
even Batman needs a day job, her morning hours are spent buying drugs (the
legal kind), as a pharmacy purchasing coordinator for a growing health system.
When she isn’t buying drugs, she’s dreaming up hot alphas and the strong women
that test them.
Fun Fact: She is the pickiest eater you will ever meet, and a firm believer
that the real food groups are coffee, wine, and Mexican food.
Paige lives in eastern Oklahoma with her husband, daughter, and two furry body
pillows known as “dogs”.