First he stole her parking spot. Then her heart.

 ala

When my friend calls me in as an emergency makeup artist, I expect chaos—but not him.

Jake is rude, arrogant, and a complete disaster waiting to happen… and yet, my heart doesn’t seem to care. Worse? When he steps in like a knight in shining armor, I realize there’s more to him than the bad attitude and smoldering looks.

Turns out, he might not be that bad after all. And that’s the most dangerous part.

ae

We had it all—fame, fans, and a career most people dream of. Now, I’m in the studio, alone, trying to figure out if this is the beginning of the end.

Then she walks in—the spitfire who tore into me for stealing her parking spot. Layla is fierce, quick-witted, and impossible to ignore. And before I know it, I don’t want to ignore her. I want more. All of her.

She seems too good to be true. So why does it feel like she’s the only real thing I’ve ever had?

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