No names. No numbers. No way this ends well. A sharp, sexy romcom about the morning after--and the three months after that.
Fashion director and single mum Emily Mitchell's one-night stand was supposed to stay exactly that--one night. Just a deliberate, exhilarating, entirely out-of-character evening with a stranger at the Waldorf, a memory to keep her warm on cold London mornings.
Then he walked into her office.
Nate Reed is the new editor-in-chief of Jolie magazine--and if the rumours are true, he's there to shut it down. He's also the man Emily can't stop thinking about. As a woman who clawed her way into an industry that never expected her, she's not about to let one ill-advised night derail everything she's worked so hard for. Obviously.
But when a make-or-break fashion shoot in Paris forces them into close quarters, pretending there's nothing between them becomes harder by the day. When the line between professional and personal blurs, Emily must decide: is she willing to risk everything she's worked so hard for for a man who was only ever supposed to be a stranger?