Coming Together Series by Poppy Dunne

My brother’s best friend is not the boy next door anymore... It is a truth universally acknowledged that “not settling” has made me perpetually single. As a result, I’ve had plenty of time to read self-help books, and a lot of Saturday nights with good wine to keep me company. Life-coaching my friends was the obvious resulting hobby. I can solve every problem other people have, if they’d just let me. But Fraser Drake is proving to be completely unsolvable... moreMy brother’s best friend is not the boy next door anymore... It is a truth universally acknowledged that “not settling” has made me perpetually single. As a result, I’ve had plenty of time to read self-help books, and a lot of Saturday nights with good wine to keep me company. Life-coaching my friends was the obvious resulting hobby. I can solve every problem other people have, if they’d just let me. But Fraser Drake is proving to be completely unsolvable. For one thing, he seems immune to my charms. For another, his dry British humor is infuriating. Did I mention he’s my brother’s best friend? That whole broody, secretive vibe he’s got is ridiculously hot. His closed-off emotions are just begging for a bottle of wine and some good mantras. Secrets from his past? Well, now my pants are practically taking themselves off. And he’s only too willing to distract me with the same. Turns out falling for Fraser is the biggest problem of all. This book was previously published under the title Come Again. less

He's rich. He's powerful. He's gorgeous. And he's my boss... Men like Rafe McCarthy never change. Privileged playboys who party hard and date even harder--if you can call that revolving door of actresses and models "dating." It's my job to wake him up, sober him up, and send him into his meetings at the family pharmaceutical corporation more or less on time. Meanwhile, I'm spending every cent and spare second taking care of my family... moreHe's rich. He's powerful. He's gorgeous. And he's my boss... Men like Rafe McCarthy never change. Privileged playboys who party hard and date even harder--if you can call that revolving door of actresses and models "dating." It's my job to wake him up, sober him up, and send him into his meetings at the family pharmaceutical corporation more or less on time. Meanwhile, I'm spending every cent and spare second taking care of my family. It's probably because I'm so distracted that I accidentally swap our phones--and get notified of an appointment I most definitely did not make for him. Turns out Rafe has been keeping a few secrets beneath that artfully disheveled suit... like a heart of gold. Just when I thought he couldn't get any hotter. Obviously I can't be held responsible for my actions after that. Not for making out with him in my kitchen. Or for insisting he include me in his secret mission. Or for making out with him again. And all that led to. Or for... Okay, I definitely know better than to fall for my boss. Oops. This book was previously published under the title Come On. less