The Lockhart Brothers

Liam Lockhart avoids attachments, feelings, and anything he can't control—including me. He's a decade older, my brother's best friend, and so emotionally unavailable he might as well be a locked file marked Do Not Open. Two years ago, we kissed—hard, hot, unforgettable—until he shoved me away like I was a mistake he couldn't afford. So I did what any heartbroken writer would do: I turned him into the villain of my webcomic. Broody, smug, infuriating—and totally based on Liam. I thought I was subtle. I wasn't. Too bad he can't do anything about it.

Yay, I'm engaged… to the biggest jerk in Hollywood. If Finn Lockhart ever wrote an AITA post, the answer would be a unanimous yes. Why am I engaged to someone I can't stand? Funny story. I work for Finn, the costume designer on his latest movie. One day on set, I dropped a box of cufflinks. Finn kneeled down to help. The paparazzi snapped a photo. Voilà—engagement. The fake news goes viral. Suddenly, Hollywood's most notorious (and hottest) bachelor is off the market. And his PR team? Obsessed.

Connor Lockhart is gorgeous, grumpy, and about as charming as a brick wall. He's also—plot twist—my new boss. Our first meeting? A total disaster. I'm late for a major panel at a gaming convention, standing in line for a burrito, and the guy in front of me is treating the menu like it's a gourmet tasting. I ask if I can cut. He says no—like I asked for his social security number. I may or may not have dumped super spicy salsa all over his precious order. Fast forward: that burrito snob? Now signs my paychecks. At the company of my dreams. Dream job. Nightmare boss.