EloraMy life was a well choreographed dance of success-the only thing missing was the grant to fund the foundation of my dreams. With a little luck, that should be in the bag by the end of the week.

Everything was falling exactly into place. At least.

. .

it was until I showed up to an overbooked hotel, and my saving grace showed up in the mouthwatering six-foot form of none other than my high school crush, and brothers' best friend, Broderick Allen. The commotion of a bustling lobby came to an abrupt halt as I found myself face-to-face with the one man I could never forget.

Believe me, I tried. I had no choice but accept his offer to share a room, making the once-anticipated conference into my own personal torture chamber.

Screw the competition. Could I just manage to survive the week with my dignity intact?BroderickAs much as I loved teaching at Mistyvale's local college, the promise of dry heat and Las Vegas sunshine had me nearly as excited as the grant I'd be vying for.

It was supposed to be a mini vacation and dream opportunity all in one. But even my years of meticulous planning couldn't prepare me for the bombshell standing in the hotel lobby.

Now, the one woman I could never have was sharing my room. Long, lean, with mouthwatering little curves I'd always ached to touch, Elora Rhodes was every man's fantasy, not to mention a total powerhouse in business.

With Mistyvale's snooping eyes out of the equation, everything was different, and Elora felt a lot like. .

. mine.

My loyalty to her brothers had always kept us apart, but now, the rules were shifting. Elora was no longer the "little" sister from our childhood.

I might've flown to Vegas with my eyes on the grant, but if I played my cards right, I could claim a much bigger prize. The question was: would I lose everything I'd worked so hard for, and my two best friends in the process?.