Mr. Emotionally Unstable - Paperback

by Alina Jacobs (Author)

Someone is breaking into my house... and cleaning my kitchen.

At first, I think I've lost my mind. Then I decide it's kinda nice-until the death threats start.

But worrying about stalkers is for people with disposable time.

Which I do not have, thanks to my entire family showing up unannounced to move in with me.

Yay! Surprise houseguests!

As a mature adult woman in her thirties, my stalker is the closest thing to a relationship I've had in years. No one's lining up for a curvy woman with a bad attitude, bras with holes in them, and zero tolerance for man-children.

And no, Mom, I don't need you giving my number to every creepy guy you meet at the grocery store.

I'm perfectly happy being single. I have my café, my neurotic overweight border collie, and the shadowy figure peering into my window. I don't need a man.

Except... I do need to find my newly single little sister a boyfriend-slash-meal-ticket so she (and the rest of my houseguests) will move out.

I'd toss her to my mystery stalker, but he did my laundry, and I'm not ready to give up on those perks yet. Besides, I've already got the perfect man for her: billionaire, hot, and way out of my league.

Better yet, I no longer have a crush on him, at least not since Fitzgerald Svensson served me eviction papers with a side of insults disguised as flirting.

Now he keeps showing up at my sister's dates.

Yes, it's a group activity. We're recreating our toxic childhood dynamics here, m'kay?

Which means he must be interested... right?

Only problem-he's hanging around me instead of her.

But it's an even bigger problem when I wake up one night pinned by a six-foot-five male with his hand over my mouth, his knee spreading my legs, whispering in my ear, "Surprise, Creampuff."

This is a standalone romantic comedy with a food delivery addicted dog, a hilarious Granny and a heroine of a certain age who has lowered her standards. HEA guaranteed!