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  Table of Contents

  Epilogue

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  Lily

  Sawyer

  Jack

  Double Score

  Isaac

  Vanessa

  Dylan

  Second Chance Doctor

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Double Mountain Trouble

  Lee

  Brooke

  Tyler

  My Playboy Crush

  Bruin

  Jillian

  Double Daddy Trouble

  Katerina Cole

  Head Over Heels Press

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  1. Lily

  2. Lily

  3. Sawyer

  4. Lily

  5. Jack

  6. Lily

  7. Sawyer

  8. Jack

  9. Lily

  10. Lily

  11. Lily

  12. Lily

  13. Sawyer

  14. Lily

  15. Lily

  16. Lily

  17. Jack

  18. Lily

  19. Sawyer

  20. Lily

  21. Lily

  22. Lily

  23. Jack

  24. Lily

  25. Sawyer

  26. Jack

  27. Lily

  28. Lily

  29. Lily

  30. Lily

  31. Sawyer

  32. Lily

  33. Lily

  34. Lily

  35. Jack

  36. Lily

  37. Lily

  38. Lily

  Epilogue

  Double Score

  1. Isaac

  2. Vanessa

  3. Isaac

  4. Vanessa

  5. Dylan

  6. Vanessa

  7. Vanessa

  8. Isaac

  9. Vanessa

  10. Dylan

  11. Vanessa

  12. Dylan

  13. Vanessa

  14. Isaac

  15. Vanessa

  16. Vanessa

  17. Dylan

  18. Vanessa

  19. Isaac

  20. Vanessa

  21. Vanessa

  22. Dylan

  23. Vanessa

  24. Isaac

  25. Vanessa

  26. Vanessa

  27. Vanessa

  28. Vanessa

  29. Isaac

  30. Vanessa

  31. Dylan

  32. Vanessa

  33. Isaac

  34. Vanessa

  35. Vanessa

  36. Vanessa

  37. Vanessa

  38. Dylan

  39. Vanessa

  40. Vanessa

  41. Vanessa

  42. Vanessa

  43. Vanessa

  44. Vanessa

  Epilogue

  Second Chance Doctor

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Double Mountain Trouble

  1. Lee

  2. Brooke

  3. Tyler

  4. Lee

  5. Brooke

  6. Tyler

  7. Brooke

  8. Brooke

  9. Brooke

  10. Lee

  11. Brooke

  12. Lee

  13. Brooke

  14. Tyler

  15. Brooke

  16. Lee

  17. Brooke

  18. Brooke

  19. Brooke

  20. Brooke

  21. Brooke

  22. Lee

  23. Tyler

  24. Brooke

  25. Brooke

  26. Brooke

  27. Brooke

  28. Brooke

  29. Lee

  30. Tyler

  31. Lee

  32. Brooke

  33. Tyler

  34. Brooke

  35. Tyler

  36. Lee

  37. Brooke

  38. Brooke

  39. Brooke

  40. Brooke

  41. Lee

  42. Brooke

  43. Tyler

  44. Brooke

  Epilogue

  My Playboy Crush

  1. Bruin

  2. Jillian

  3. Bruin

  4. Jillian

  5. Bruin

  6. Jillian

  7. Bruin

  8. Jillian

  9. Bruin

  10. Jillian

  11. Bruin

  12. Jillian

  13. Bruin

  14. Jillian

  15. Bruin

  16. Jillian

  17. Bruin

  18. Jillian

  19. Bruin

  20. Jillian

  21. Bruin

  22. Jillian

  23. Bruin

  24. Jillian

  25. Bruin

  26. Jillian

  27. Bruin

  28. Jillian

  29. Bruin

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  Lily

  God, was there anything worse than showing up late to a wedding? Add to that, your best friend from high school’s wedding? Lily sighed, flattening the pink cocktail dress to her thighs. She hadn’t missed a single bridal shower, or even Rachel’s surprise engagement party. She had been there for all of it.

  She had suffered through the looks of pity from the girls from high school at every one of Rachel and Ben’s wedding parties. She didn’t need a reminder that she was single and completely unattached. They had no idea what her life was like any more. They had no right to judge her. But they did it anyway.

  Before she opened the doors to the church she dabbed at her lipgloss one last time and took a deep breath. It helped steady her. She could get through this. She had to. She would watch the end of the ceremony, have one glass of champagne at the reception, and then head back home to her lonely apartment.

  The church was quiet. The woman in the foyer handed her a program, but not without casting a disapproving glance. Lily smiled tightly.

  She tried to slip into the last pew as if she had been there the entire time. Maybe no one else would notice she had missed the procession of bridesmaids and flower girls. The aisle was littered with red and white rose petals.

  Rachel and Ben stood at the front of the church, holding hands and gazing at each other. At least she hadn’t missed the vows. The older woman next to Lily sighed and lifted a tissue to the corner of her eye. She sniffed and dove into her purse
.

  “Tissue?” she offered Lily in a whisper.

  “No thank you.”

  Lily had never been sentimental. There wasn’t time for hope and romance. Her life had been about survival. The woman sniffling next to her needed to get it together. As she scanned the wedding party, she was more thankful than ever she had been skipped as a bridesmaid.

  Rachel had chosen a horrible bright yellow satin for the girls. Rachel liked everything vibrant. It matched her personality. The flower girls looked adorable. One of them was still dumping petals in a pile by her feet.

  But then Lily’s eyes locked on the groomsmen. Holy shit.

  There were three men in Ben’s party, along with his father and a ring bearer. She remembered Adam Sykes from high school, but who were the other two? They looked vaguely familiar, but as if she had seen them in a movie, not toasting her friends at a shower.

  Where had they been leading up to the wedding? She didn’t recall Ben’s friends at any of the events who looked like that. She would have remembered drop-dead gorgeous men who made her silk panties wet. She bit her lip, hoping the woman next to her hadn’t noticed how her skin was now flushed. Lily needed a fan, not a tissue.

  The minister pronounced Ben and Rachel married, and the entire congregation stood, clapped, and smiled while the organ music blared from the balcony. Lily rose, grinning at her friend when passed by the last pew. Rachel looked genuinely happy.

  “I love weddings,” the woman said. “Beautiful bride. Such a beautiful bride.”

  Lily nodded. “Yes, she is.” But her eyes hadn’t left the groomsmen as they each took a bridesmaid by the arm and walked in the procession.

  Was it wrong that she thought they were both insanely hot? She was certain one of them caught her gawking when he strolled closer. Lily quickly looked away. She wanted to stare a little longer. Drink them in. Their faces looked so familiar, she just couldn’t place them.

  As the guests began to leave, one of the church ushers stood in front of Lily, guiding her and the weepy woman behind her out of the church and on to the reception. Luckily, the party was only a few blocks away from the church. Lily decided to walk instead of fight the downtown traffic.

  By the time she reached the ballroom, her feet ached and she wished she had taken an Uber. She wandered from table to table, looking for her name.

  She gritted her teeth when she saw that Rachel had put her in a corner table at the back of the hall. She could barely see the dance floor. She realized they had drifted apart over the years, but this was humiliating. They used to be best friends. Now she was regulated to the farthest table from the newlyweds.

  Part of her understood why. She wasn’t like the rest of Rachel’s new friends. There was always going to be a cloud hanging over her no matter where she was. She couldn’t escape that she was a Francini. Her name haunted her.

  Before she could feel sorry for herself the band’s drummer tapped a few beats to get everyone’s attention. It was time to introduce the wedding party.

  Lily’s eyes were glued to the door. This was her chance to find out who the hot groomsmen were. It was probably out of the question, but she wondered if she would be brave enough to ask one of them to dance. Maybe aske them both?

  The idea was enough to make her blush. Dance with two men? Who was she kidding? She wasn’t that kind of girl. She wasn’t a flirt. She wasn’t sexually wild. She wasn’t even bold enough for a first date kiss. Looking at those two, she wanted to be the opposite of everything she truly was.

  They were both strong and athletic looking. One had dark hair and dark eyes. His square cut jaw was like something out of a sculpture museum. And then there was the taller one. He had dark blond hair and green eyes that seemed to shimmer.

  It didn’t hurt that they were wearing tuxedos. That seemed to take everything over the edge. What was sexier than a man dressed to the nines? For a brief second Lily closed her eyes before the bridal party was announced.

  In that quick flash, she imagined the dark one leading her off the dance floor after she had finally mustered the courage to ask him to dance. She would follow him. Her hand in his strong warm grip. She knew exactly where he would take her. There was a private lounge behind the band. It was tucked away where no one would hear her, when she was screaming with cries of ecstasy. Her belly tightened with the idea, knowing he was leading her to a den where he wildest dreams could come true.

  He would open the door and lock it behind them. As soon as she turned around, the taller one would be there. His tux tie was draped around his neck. He pressed her backward until she was sandwiched between them both. Their mouths covered her throat and neck while their hands snaked under her dress, drawing moans as she soaked her panties. It was unreal. It was incredible. It was the dirtiest waking fantasy she’d ever imagined.

  “She’s wet enough for the both of us,” they growled.

  She nodded in agreement. “God, yes.”

  Their fingers pressed and pried until she would beg for them to fuck her. She wanted them to take her and fuck her senseless. One groomsman behind her. One under her. Oh shit. She was losing her mind.

  And then the vision ended abruptly.

  “Shit,” she whispered when her phone began to ring. One of the wedding guests cut her a nasty side eye.

  Lily smiled apologetically, grabbed her clutch, and raced out the back door into the side hallway. She needed a deep breath or two after that explicit daydream.

  “Uncle Gino?” She tried to cover the mouthpiece.

  “I’ve been calling all day. Where are you?” he barked.

  “It’s Saturday. I have plans.” She tried to keep her voice calm. She wanted to tell him it wasn’t his business, but she knew that would only cause more problems.

  “I don’t give a shit about your plans. I need you to be in my office in thirty minutes.”

  “That’s not possible,” she answered. There was no way she could walk out of Rachel’s reception this early. She hadn’t even had a chance to congratulate her, yet.

  “Then make it possible. I expect to see you in twenty-nine minutes now, or there will be another debt you owe me. I’m keeping track. You owe me more than you realize.”

  She bit the inside of her cheek to stop the tears. “All right. All right. But I’m downtown. It’s going to take me a while to get to my car. But I’ll be there.”

  He hung up and she stuffed her phone into her sequin clutch.

  Lily opened the door to the ballroom just enough to see Rachel and Ben taking the dance floor for the first dance. She had missed the entire introduction of the wedding party. There was no way she could interrupt her old friend now.

  Just before she let the door close, she saw the two groomsmen standing on the side of the band. They looked up. It was possible she was hallucinating, but she swore before the last sliver of her view disappeared they each winked at her.

  Lily turned quickly and hurried out of the hotel. She didn’t have time to think about sexy groomsmen, or being pinned between their gorgeous bodies. She had to get to her uncle’s house. Or face the consequences.

  Two

  Lily

  Brushing her bangs from her forehead, Lily looked up at the high-rise towering amidst the downtown skyline. This couldn’t be happening. It shouldn’t be. But she was about to walk inside and do the unthinkable—work for Sawyer Kincaid and Jack Rivers.

  What choice did she have?

  None. Uncle Gino had made it perfectly clear that she didn’t have options.

  She had rushed to his estate from Rachel’s wedding. In one of the most defeating moments of her life she stood in front of her uncle in her pink cocktail dress and listened while he gave her a set of orders that made her sick. He crushed her defiance. He dared her to be fierce and independent. Lily knew if she ever wanted a life like the one Rachel had.