McLeod Sisters

A recipe for distraction?Ever since trading my dog tags for a chef's apron, I've been focused on making my taco truck, Guac-N-Roll, the most popular in Starlight Bay, MA. I'm determined to stay on top and keep my eye on the ball … of tortilla dough. Nothing can distract me. Until Laurel McLeod walks up to my truck.Are tacos the way to a woman's heart?Ever since my fiancé dumped me, I've been wishing I could head home to Texas and all the comfort foods I love. Since I can't, I'm just stalking my favorite taco truck. It doesn't hurt that Alex Vargas, the sexy chef who owns said taco truck, is so darn charming, not to mention spicy hot! Hey, a little flirting never hurt anyone right? Except then Alex kisses me. In front of my ex! Now my ex thinks Alex is my current. And he's invited us both to his wedding!I've been burned before, and by men who weren't nearly as capable around a fire as Alex obviously is. But am I desperate enough to beg Alex to pretend to be my boyfriend for the weekend? You bet your carne asada I am!

EzraI did not expect to meet my soulmate when I signed up to mentor a young entrepreneur. I did it because I needed the good press. When we communicate online, we're perfect together. Paisley McLeod is witty, whip-smart, and ambitious. Everything I want in a woman. But my soulmate? Hell, I'm not even sure I believe in such a thing. But I definitely want to get to know her better.There's always a catch though. We know each other in real life and she hates me. When she finds out who I am, will she admit how perfect we are together, or will she believe every lie she's ever read about me?PaisleyI hate Ezra Carlisle. He's rude and too smart for his own good, and far too handsome for my own good. Anyone that charismatic should come with a warning label. Even worse, the new app he's about to release is suspiciously close to the app I've been developing for years. I shouldn't be attracted to him, but I am. And, as if I don't already have enough on my plate, I've got a crush on my online business mentor and he's been hinting he might want to meet in person. How can I want such different men and what am I going to do about it?

Remember going to a bachelor charity auction and bidding on the sexy Scottish bad boy of soccer for your supermodel boss from hell? But the press got it wrong and think you're the one who spending a ridiculous amount of money to go on a date with him?No? Right, that was me. Seriously, how is this my life?Now because of some PR nightmare he's in, Abbott and I are stuck going on a date of convenience. Because who doesn't want to root for the hot jock and the awkward chubby girl? My boss is so angry she's threatening to actually chew celery instead of simply drinking it, and I'm convinced there is not enough coffee in the world to make Mr. Grumpy Pants smile.But something suspicious and confusing happens on our date...we have fun. And we kiss. A lot. That brogue of his talks me right out of my knickers, so do I believe him when he says this is real? Or is this all one big publicity stunt?