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From the bestselling author of The Devil Wears Prada, comes a no-holds barred expose of the world of the Manhattan super-rich.Bette gets paid to party …Well, to plan them, anyway. And she can hardly believe her luck. Running with celebs, gaining VIP access to Manhattan's hottest spots and meeting 'everyone worth knowing' is a million miles away from her old banking job. Overnight, New York has become her sexy late-night playground.But quicker than you can say Birkin bag, Bette turns up in the gossip columns as girlfriend to a notorious British playboy. It's news to her – but news that delights her publicity-hungry new boss.Her family and old friends, however, think it's not very Bette. What happened to the girl they know and love – who always had time for romantic novels, 80s music and junk food, not to mention them?As her new and old worlds threaten to collide, can Bette say goodbye to the glamour and the Gucci, the parties and the Prada, and step back into the real world – and find a prince who's got a heart to match his charm?

Veterinarian Meg Becker has found the perfect man–online. Newspaper columnist Alex Rosten is funny, sexy–and only a mouse click away day or night. He's exactly what vulnerable Meg needs in her too-frantic life. Never mind that the safest sex is typing from the heart….Alex wants to take their relationship to the next level–meet face-to-face. A romantic at heart, he sends Meg a ticket to a gorgeous tropical island–a place that has starred in the nighttime fantasies of both.The cybersex has been great. But Alex is convinced you can't beat the touch and taste of the real thing. Yet what happens in the next twenty-four hours might just leave them both at a loss for words….

This month my name is Mary. My name is different every month—Brandy, Honey, Amy… sometimes Joe doesn’t even bother to ask—but he never fails to arouse me with his body, his mouth, his touch, no matter what I’m called or where he picks me up.The sex is always amazing, always leaves me itching for more in those long weeks until I see him again. My real name is Sadie, and once a month over lunch Joe tells me about his latest conquest. But what Joe doesn’t know is that in my mind, I’m the star of every X-rated one-night stand he has revealed to me, or that I’m practically obsessed with our imaginary sex life.I know it’s wrong. I know my husband wouldn’t understand. But I can’t stop. Not yet.“This is not a traditional romance but the story of a real and complex woman caught in a difficult situation with no easy answers…compelling, absorbing and enticing. ” —Library Journal