Peaches and Pole

Big. Curvy. Thick. Whatever term you use for not skinny, that's what I've always been. Pole dancing helped me learn to appreciate my curvy body and even feel sexy. And while my self-esteem has improved over the years, my taste in men has always been stuck in the tall, dark, and toxic category. After breaking it off with my latest mistake, I'll admit I went a little wild. But those random hookups got old real fast, and that's not how I want to live my life going forward. So I decided to take a self-imposed man break. When Simon Parker asked me on a date, I had no intention of accepting his offer. We worked together for almost a decade, and I never thought of him as anything more than a good friend. But my pole ladies convinced me to give him a chance. So I said yes, never expecting my stomach to flutter when he picked me up. Or that his lips against mine would feel oh-so-right. But I'd be lying if I said the thought of diving into another relationship doesn't freak me out a little. Or a lot. I've been doing well on my own. I don't know if I'm ready to risk my hard-won confidence. Plus, Simon's definitely not my usual type. But that's probably a good thing, right? Contains a bonus novella, Thick Girls Take Chances.

Happy endings don't just write themselves… Marriage isn't for everyone. I learned that the hard way. But honestly? I don't need it. My career as a romance author is thriving. My friends and family are the best. I'm more emotionally fulfilled than ever. And I have my pole dancing. It kept me sane after my divorce. Made me strong. Helped me appreciate my curvy body. Reintroduced me to my sexy side. Not that I have much need for sex. Or, I didn't, at least. Until I met him. Jamie Dunne is grumpy. Unreasonably hot. We had a glorious one-night stand. Then I walked away. Because I am not looking for commitment. But he ruined everything when he walked into my studio for a repeat. So, what am I supposed to do with this man who wants to be part of my happily ever after? I might have to get back to you on that one…

Three strikes and I was out-dumped, jobless, and friendless. Hitting reset meant leaving Manhattan and heading home, where the most excitement in my life was taking pole dancing classes… until I fell and broke my ankle. The surgery that followed was expected. Waking up to my brother's best friend by my side, however, was not. Andrew Bowen has always been a part of my life, steady and dependable. Now, he's something else entirely-irresistibly sexy and stealing my heart. And for the first time in a long time, I'm genuinely happy. Then my dream job calls, and suddenly I'm faced with an impossible choice. Stay and risk everything for a love I never saw coming? Or go and leave behind the one person who makes me feel whole? How do I choose between the future I've always wanted and the one I never expected?