Elements of Rapture

Rani Shah is everything I can't have—too young, too sweet, too innocent. Not to mention, she's my late wife's sister and my son's nanny. So when she asked me to kiss her, I should have refused. When she begged me to touch her, I could have turned her down. When she coaxed me to take the one thing she's never given away—her virginity—a better man would have walked away. Should have, could have, would have... But I didn't.

Did I plan to marry the single mom I've wanted for years on a drunken whim in Vegas? No. Do I regret it? Heck no! Bella Patel might think we're just friends, or that I'm nothing but a playboy pilot, or even that this marriage is only a temporary charade... but I'm hell-bent on proving her wrong. If she's skittish and stubborn, then I'm dependable and determined. So, when her scumbag baby-daddy threatens her, and she asks me to double down on our ruse, I'm only too eager to comply. My condition? For her and her daughter to move in with me. You know, for "optics."

Dean Meyer has made it clear that we're just friends—best friends. So when we get stranded in an epic snowstorm, sharing one bed in a roadside motel, what could go wrong? Everything. We may have blurred the lines over the past nine years, but we'd never crossed them. Not the way we did that night. He promised nothing would change, that he'd forget every kiss and every touch, every whimper and every moan. He promised we'd walk out the door and go back to the way things were. He promised...but he lied.