Billionaires in Blue Jeans Books
Billionaires in Blue Jeans book one A pretend relationship…within a pretend relationship. Attorney Evan Stone knows every crazy stipulation in billionaire Rudy Carmichael’s will. After all, he wrote it. And he’s determined to make sure each one is fully met by Rudy’s triplet daughters. Even if that means dating the workaholic CEO, Ava. Or pretending to at least. And even if it means resisting the so-right-for-him-she’s-totally-wrong party girl, Cori. Cori’s only got three things on her to do list from her dad: Move to Bliss, Kansas. Run his pie shop with her sisters for a year. No dating. For six months. But stepping in for her sister when it’s clear that Ava and Evan aren’t fooling anyone with their “romance” isn’t really dating. And falling for her sister’s pretend boyfriend while pretending to be her sister…well, that’s ridiculous. No matter how real things feel whenever she and Evan are together.
A boss-employee romance...with a twist Only three things stand between heiress Ava Carmichael and her inheritance: 1. A year of living in Bliss, Kansas. 2. A relationship that lasts six consecutive months. 3. A pie. Ava has run a multi-billion-dollar company, negotiated with shark investors, and hobnobbed with business royalty, but she’s about to be defeated by her inability to turn flour and apple pie filling into something edible. Conveniently, the owner of the diner next door, Parker Blake, is magic in the kitchen. And he technically works for her. So she can make him teach her to bake. Parker likes his women the way he likes his coffee: not in his diner. But gorgeous, strong-willed, type-A Ava clearly isn’t going to stop messing up his kitchen—or his simple, stress-free small town life—until the conditions of her daddy’s will are met. So, sure, he’ll teach his “boss” to bake. But once the kitchen door closes, it’s pretty clear who’s really in charge.
A friends to lovers romance…and then some. Run a pie shop with her sisters for a year. Date for the first time at age twenty-nine. Don’t be terrified. Well, she’s got the first thing under control at least. Mostly. But this is exactly what a best friend is for. Advice, pep talks, matchmaking, sex education… So what if her best friend is a guy? A very hot, tattooed, ex-Marine, mechanic guy? He’s definitely well-versed in everything she needs to know. And she trusts him. Who better to teach her the man-woman stuff she’s been missing out on? But there could be one tiny problem. The only person causing her any butterflies…and dirty dreams…is her matchmaker himself.