Jackson Cooper is your usual player, the charming heartbreaker, lover of the chase, indifferent to love and relationships. Except in this story, he's gay. And a little kinky. But otherwise, the textbook player who drops flings the moment they get too close, even if it means being a little cruel. Then one day he meets his match in Mr. Sawyer, the king of finance on the West Coast, wealth embodied, a cool, collected, and cold-hearted heartthrob who has Jackson questioning every part of himself and who he thought he was. * * * Excerpt: Mr. Sawyer breathes in sharply. He glances at the roses and chocolate. "I don't do romance." Jackson touches the hand on his chest, fingertips dancing lightly across the tendons, the slim wrist, the soft, sensitive undersides. Mr. Sawyer's eyes, stormy blue, lock onto his. "This isn't romance, Mr. Sawyer. This is seduction." "One and the same." Jackson leans forward and brings his lips to Mr. Sawyer's neck. He hears a muffled noise and leans back until his mouth reaches Mr. Sawyer's ear, very proud of the light flush on his neck. "Not in the slightest." * * * Or: Jackson Cooper thinks he's got everything figured out, and Weston Sawyer proves him otherwise. * * * Warnings & Disclaimers inside.

Bratty and irreverent Hailey Anderson is forced to pet sit for a couple that has become desperate to spend time away. The dog, a needy Maltese named Benny who acts out when left alone, becomes the bane of Hailey's existence. It is the last thing she feels like wasting her time with in the summer before her first year of college, but her parents are convinced it is an excellent opportunity to teach their daughter what it means to be responsible and mature. Unfortunately, the plan backfires when Hailey takes a liking to this perfect house, and perfect husband.