Rule #2 of Revenge Club: Don't fall for your target's brother.

LEO: I'm Leo Brennan. Tech consultant. Negotiator of billion-dollar deals. Master of the corporate death stare. And I'm currently wearing a sparkly pink unicorn onesie with a light-up horn while screaming "I believe in magic!" at a roomful of sugar-crazed six-year-olds. How did I get here? I tried to get revenge on my nemesis with a syrup-related "accident" at a restaurant. Except, I hit his lookalike brother instead. On his birthday. And broke his ankle. Now I'm making amends by playing nursemaid to him and helping him out with his jobs, which include dog walking and becoming Sparkle McHornface, the sidekick to a children's entertainer called Captain Giggles. The worst part? I'm starting to actually like the guy. And he has no idea the real reason why he's on crutches.

ARCHIE: Oh, I definitely know. The handsome stranger who "accidentally" baptized me in maple syrup thinks he's so subtle. But I've figured out his connection to my estranged brother, and I also know something else. Guilt is a powerful motivator. And watching this grumpy tech millionaire wrestle with drooling dogs and declare himself a "pretty, pretty unicorn" to a room full of six-year-olds? That's entertainment I can't pass up. But somewhere between his disastrous balloon animals and surprisingly tender moments, something else is going on. I'm falling for the real Leo behind the corporate armor. Which is dangerous because I'm currently hiding my own secrets. And the last thing I need is someone unraveling them.

Contains mature themes.