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Jason is a cynical rich playboy. He doesn’t take life seriously. He doesn’t believe in settling down. Eileen’s 27th birthday is almost here. But as always, she’s an afterthought in her parents' minds. Her family is too busy planning a shotgun wedding for her older sister to pay attention to her. And now, she has to help. It’s just another year where she’s overlooked. But the best man is smoking hot. He actually notices her and makes her feel special.

Being a pencil pusher isn’t what I had in mind when I joined the FBI. So when I finally get a chance to prove myself, I won’t let anyone mess it up. Especially Harrison Everhart, my brother’s best friend and former Army Ranger. He’s quiet and lethal - but also incredibly loyal. Harrison doesn’t mind bending the law to get things done. He’ll do whatever it takes to do the right thing. And that may just mess up my big break. I know he’s willing to fight with me, but if I give him my heart will he fight for me as well?

Tucker Decker is an infamous billionaire. He likes his relationships casual and his commitments without strings. But when it comes to his former bandmates, he’d do anything for them. Tragedy demands sacrifice. I’m an independent woman. I’ve learned never to ask for help. And I certainly didn't want it from Tucker. When my sister left us both to care for my niece, we realize co-parenting may be harder than we thought. Especially when we're fighting a desire for each other. When the ghosts of our past come back to haunt us, will we find that there's still an us after all?

The Truth About Us is the emotional conclusion to the Possibly Impossibly Duet. A Decker Novel. A poignant tale of self-discovery, redemption, and love.

I gave my heart to a Navy SEAL. He took it with him to his grave. Eleven years later, ignoring the yawning void is as automatic as breathing. Working brutal hours, dating a comfortably commitment-phobic guy, hanging with my best friends. Anything until exhaustion - or an extra glass of wine - claims my consciousness.

I’m not sure how I ended up in Heartwood Lake. One minute, I’m trying to help a friend, and the next, I’m being shipped off to a small town. And the only person to blame for my predicament is Callahan Thorndale.

I came to the City with the dream to make it on Broadway. But instead of hitting it big, I couldn’t be at a bigger dead-end if I tried. I’m a receptionist at my little sister’s company and living with my grandfather. If it wasn’t for my family, I’d be destitute. When Hunter Everhart walks into my office, my life goes from bad to humiliating.

This wasn’t the typical boy meets girl story. In our case, it was extraordinary: a boy met a girl and another boy. And he fell madly in love with both. Greyson was a gifted musician whose songs soothed even the most shattered souls. Aerin was a ballerina, exuding an elegance that could steal your breath away. They weren’t just my loves. They were my reason to breathe—my world. Until a tragedy broke us into a thousand pieces.

It’s official. I’m totally hopeless at love, parenting, and life. Single mom? Check. Massive debt? Check. A sassy daughter who inherited my gift of snark? Ugh. Check. I work three jobs, go to school, and do my best to be in my kid’s life. Men are the last thing on my mind. I wouldn’t have time to look at a man even if he fell into my lap. Until he does. Thanks to my spawn who keeps calling some famous relationship expert, airing my disastrous life in her podcast.

I can’t believe I’m calling Kentbury home. When I first arrived, I wasn’t planning on staying, but I’ve found my place here with Damian Harris. Our arrangement started off as some no-strings-attached fun, but somewhere between midnight kisses and secret touches, my heart got involved. Now it’s almost New Year’s Eve, and I’m done being invisible. I’ve discovered how to love in Kentbury, learned who I really am—and I refuse to keep hiding behind locked doors. Damian may be tied to his powerful family name, but if he wants me by his side, he has to face the truth of who we are together.

Know what they say about never mixing business with pleasure? Yeah, no. The one about never sleeping with your boss? I ignored it too. I blame Aslan Spearman, the boss.

He put me together when I was broken. He loved me when I couldn’t stand on my own two feet. We fought for our freedom. But still, I feel incomplete. Piper Decker might own a piece of me. But Derek Hastings claimed me when I was broken.

Billionaire Jackson Spearman is impatient, demanding, and private. He’s practically a recluse. When his assistant goes on maternity leave, Amy Walker, virtual assistant extraordinaire, arrives to save the day. Or does she? Amy is inquisitive and far too optimistic. She isn’t impressed with Jackson at all. Is she even real? They can’t stand each other. Unfortunately, they can’t seem to resist each other, either. Soon, their work relationship starts to feel like something more.

My future and my heart shattered the day he died. Well, they say he died, but I still sense him. They call it ghost pains. It’s like my soul can’t live without him. And after seven years, I’m almost ready to let him go....

I’m still unsure how I got here. There was Vegas. Alcohol involved. And rumor has it, Elvis was our witness. All that happened 10 years ago. Ten. Tall, dark, and delicious, Seth Bradley is some sort of Double-O-Seven—and my childhood crush. One moment I’m Rachel Green discovering that she’s married to Ross Geller. Next, I have to run for my life. This isn’t how I imagined my happily ever after. Right now, I’m just hoping to get out of this one alive.

The Organization has one rule. Never leave any trail behind. But apparently, I did, and after almost seven years, they came after me. It wasn’t enough that they killed my best friend. Now they want to kill me.

The first time I met Caspian Spearman, we had the perfect night. The second time, I was on the arm of his biggest rival. The third night… was a string of mistakes. Don’t believe me? Let’s do a play-by-play—or mistake by mistake.

I love routine. Schedules. Stability. And I’m about to travel across the country with an actual chicken and the one man who I would schedule a root canal to avoid. How did this happen? Let me back up. My mom had one final request of me before she died: to spread her ashes around the country while I completed her bucket list. It won’t be easy, but I want to honor her wishes. However, I need some help (and I absolutely hate that). I don’t have a license—or a car—and I need someone to drive who won’t mind my mom’s chicken, Hennifer Aniston, on board.

Love isn’t in my future. Romance isn’t in my cards. I focus on my job and nothing else. Neurosurgery doesn’t play well with distraction, anyway. If only my meddling, matchmaking mom would get the hint. Accepting a move to Baker’s Creek and getting off her radar and away from any eligible bachelors that she knows should keep me safe, right? Wrong. I might not want a boyfriend, but I do have a type: broody, angsty, and quiet. And there’s one of those living in this small town. Vance Aldridge.

Eros Brassard and I met at JFK years ago while trying to catch two different planes. We had an instant connection that was too powerful to deny. Love happened, and we hooked up.