Art of Love


Never get involved with a man who is competing for the same job as you.

It's a bad idea. Obviously...
And no, not even if the man is a complete dead ringer for Brad Pitt/Thor.
No, not even if he’s an irresistible, charming sex god with his panty-melting smile and the sexy James Bond English accent to sweep you off your feet.
Off Limits.
That’s what that guy is.

Off! Limits!

And trouble.
When I first met Hunter Kane I knew he was trouble.
It all began in a bar on a night we should have had one-night stand. The kind that blows your mind, except I couldn’t remember what happened.
Then I was convinced my eyes were screwing with me when he walked in for the same interview as me.
Then we got drafted into this competition for the same job.
That made him my rival. 
The one man I shouldn’t have…

Except…

He’s is the one man I can’t forget. 
It’s a bad idea to get involved.
But the temptation of this man is too strong to resist, and my body keeps betraying me.
I know one day it will blow up in my face.
I even know what day that will be.
We both have to choose.
The job, or each other…
Then wanting him will be the least of my problems.