The brokenhearted billionaire visits Cozy Creek to escape. I never expected to become his fake girlfriend or fall madly in lovebut here we are.

My first impression of Zane Alexander isnt great. The second is worse, but when he forces me to hang out with him, I can’t say no. We quickly go from familiar strangers to flirty friends.

When my ex returns, Zane flawlessly pretends to be my boyfriend to protect me. He’s so damn good at it, I almost believe it. Afterward, we devise a plan to fake date through the holidays. I become his plus one and he becomes mine.

I don’t know when our relationship moves from pretending to passionate, but I catch feelings. As our exes desperately crawl back into our lives like zombies, I realize there is only one man for me, and (f)all I want is him.

Top three reasons why I shouldn’t eff around and find out with Cash Johnson.

1. He’s eight years older than me.

2. He’s best friends with my broody, older brother, who’s overly protective.

3. He’s hiding something.

So we become roommates. And I become his greatest temptation.

I play his dangerous game of cat and mouse until we collapse between the sheets with a promise to tell no one.

The only problem is that secrets don’t stay hidden in our small town for long—not our forbidden relationship or the pasts we’re both running from.

*Smooth as Whiskey is book 4 in the Valentine Texas Series. Each book can be read as a stand-alone, but they do interconnect. This is a small-town, older brother’s best friend, secret relationship, contemporary romance book with a happily ever after.

Hes a grumpy, single-dad lumberjack, and this Christmas I want to be the ginger in his bread…

Hudson Jolly is, ironically, the biggest Scrooge in Merryville, but Im not intimidated.

He warns me to stay away from him. However, Im convinced hes playing reindeer games.

When I learn hes searching for a nanny, I offer to help.

Out of desperation, he hires me.

Thats his first mistake.

The attraction is undeniable and after too much spiked eggnog, lines are quickly crossed. I jingle his bells, and Hudson becomes my ho ho ho, but—because theres always a but with broody men like him—only for the season.

Now Im wishing for a holiday miracle because the Grinch stole my heart or did I steal his?