They say you always want what you can’t have. He has it all. Except her.

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If anyone can pair a player with his soulmate, it’s me.
Kennedy James, matchmaker elite.
Turning pumpkins into six carat diamond rings and rich jerks into prince charming.
Love is my business, and I’m damn good at selling it.

Until I meet him.

His expensive suit should have been my first warning.
His wicked green eyes and panty dropping smile, my second.
A good cupid knows when to trust her gut.
And he had me feeling very, very bad.

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This book was previously titled Miss Matched. Only the title/cover have changed. The story is the same.