L.A. Liaisons

As the owner of Licked, an eclectic ice creamery and bar, Ryleigh Phillips doesn't have time for that love stuff. Serving up Nibble My Nuts sundaes and Drunken Sailor boozy shakes are as close to an orgasmic affair as she's had in months thanks to her expanding empire-until the night of her ten-year high-school reunion. When Ryleigh's crush, gorgeous ex-football god Cameron Mathis, comes streaking into her life (literally-streaking), she begins to wonder if she really can have it all. Wouldn't it just figure that the moment you think life is perfect is when it falls spectacularly apart? Enter Hunter Morgan, the contractor in charge of Licked's renovations. Devastatingly handsome, and a smartass to boot, he's got his eyes on Ryleigh from the moment he finds her passed out on his couch (yeah, that's a long story). There's just one tiny complication-he happens to be Cameron's best friend.

Whoever said singles were missing out by not finding true love and getting married before the age of thirty had never experienced the sheer pleasure of nightly romantic comedy viewings in their underwear while eating one of Licked's famous Crazy Cat Lady sundaes. Because life just doesn't get better than that. At least, it doesn't for Shayne Callahan. It didn't take more than a handful of broken hearts after college to solidify that she was better at pairing up those around her than herself. As a matchmaker at the elite HLS-Hook, Line, & Sinker Matchmaking Company-in the City of Angels, she has a knack for finding the other halves of even the most eccentric clients: Sugar daddy with a foot fetish? Gross, but no problem. A severe case of nudophobia? Match made before lunch. But even the most happily independent of women can find their best-laid plans screeching to a halt when they meet that guy. For Shayne, that guy comes in the form of boyishly handsome, suspender-lovin', dimple-poppin' Nate Ryan on a pantsless (we'll get to that later) Metro ride. Of course, relationships can never be easy. Before the destined lovers can ride off into the sunset, they must overcome a power-hungry and sexual-punning boss, a celebrity scandal and cover-up, and let's not forget Shayne's dreadful foot-in-mouth disease-with which there can never be a happily ever after.

As one of the most prestigious wedding coordinators in Los Angeles, Paige Iris Traynor-Ashcroft is known for being classy, elegant, and the orchestrator of many happily-ever-afters. But in the words of Paige herself, "What a crock of shiitake."Known affectionately (or not) as P.I.T.A. to those closest to her, she's never been one to buy into the whole monogamy thing for herself. Sure, her BFFs are getting picked off by Cupid one by one, but his arrows have nothing on her semiautomatic. Richard "Dick" Dawson does his best to live up to his name. A long-time frenemy and man-whore extraordinaire, he thrives on pushing limits, pushing up skirts, and pushing every single one of Paige's buttons. He's the itch she can't scratch-and doesn't want to. Or does she?