If you ever get married, remember my name: Max Henderson. In my line of work, you acquire a certain perspective on supposedly everlasting unions... 1. Pre-nups are your friend. 2. The person you married is not the person you're divorcing. 3. And I hope you didn't spend much on the wedding because that was one helluva waste of hard-earned cash, wasn't it? But some guys are willing to take a chance-like my brother, who thinks he's going to ride off...

Aubrey Gates is the hottest divorce lawyer in Chicago, a barb-tongued stiletto with legs that go on for miles. When her cool gray eyes meet mine across the battlefield, I want her like I've never wanted anyone or anything. Then I remember who she is: the woman who brought me to my knees, the woman who destroyed my faith in relationships, the woman I used to call...wife. And now she needs a favor from me, Grant Lincoln. It seems my ex forgot to mention...