Lincoln is long-regarded as one of Manhattan’s most eligible bachelors, but when a tragedy brings the truth to the surface, he seeks refuge with a friend’s sister, only to find a new chance at love.


Someone Like You

Daisy & Lincoln's Love Story

Stiletto & Oxford, Volume Seven



  • This book is not available in paperback, per decision of the publisher, Penguin Random House.
  • Rated R. Steamy, with explicit sex scenes.
  • This book is written in third-person, alternating the heroine and heroine's POV.


A New York Times Bestseller • "Exemplary contemporary romance." —Library Journal, Starred Review


Lauren Layne’s bestselling Oxford Series continues with the poignant, heartwarming story of New York’s most eligible bachelor, Lincoln Mathis, a man who’s living a lie—until his dream woman takes away the pain.

Lincoln Mathis doesn’t hide his reputation as Manhattan’s ultimate playboy. In fact, he cultivates it. But behind every flirtatious smile, each provocative quip, there’s a secret that Lincoln’s hiding from even his closest friends—a tragedy from his past that holds his heart quietly captive. Lincoln knows what he wants: someone like Daisy Sinclair, the sassy, off-limits bridesmaid he can’t take his eyes off at his best friend’s wedding. He also knows that she’s everything he can never have.

After a devastating divorce, Daisy doesn’t need anyone to warn her off the charming best man at her sister’s wedding. One look at the breathtakingly hot Lincoln Mathis and she knows that he’s exactly the type of man she should avoid. But when Daisy stumbles upon Lincoln’s secret, she realizes there’s more to the charming playboy than meets the eye. And suddenly Daisy and Lincoln find their lives helplessly entwined in a journey that will either heal their damaged souls . . . or destroy them forever.


Lincoln pulled up outside the hotel and Daisy reached for the door handle. “Thanks for the ride. And for . . . well, last night, but in the nonpervy way.”
He laughed. “Anytime. When do you fly out?”
“Tomorrow morning.”
Lincoln nodded, and Daisy was dismayed to realize that she was hesitating—waiting to see if he’d suggest seeing her before she left, after his appointment was over.
He didn’t.
Okay then.
That was fine. Better, actually. Any more time spent with this guy, and Daisy might end up wanting things she had absolutely no right even thinking about.
She opened the door and got one foot onto the concrete, before he stopped her with a single word.
Daisy glanced back. “Yeah?” 
His face was unreadable, and then he turned to stare out the windshield for several moments before looking back at her again. “Got plans today?”
“Not really. I don’t know anyone in the city, and Emma decided against a post-wedding bridal brunch, so—”
“Come with me.” 
It was both a plea and command, and Daisy somehow knew that whatever he was asking was vitally important, even though she didn’t understand it.
“All right,” she said slowly. “Do I have time to change really quick, or are you digging the pink dress?”
He smiled. “Go change. Maybe something blue so we can match like we did last night and be adorable.”
She laughed, relieved to see a glimpse of last night’s Lincoln. “I’ll see what I can do.”
Daisy got both feet out of the car this time before he stopped her again with a brief touch on the arm.
This time when she glanced back, he didn’t look away but held her gaze, his expression quiet. “Thank you, in advance.” 
“You’re welcome in advance,” she said softly.
She felt a little shaky as she climbed out of the car and headed toward the front door of the hotel. Daisy tried to tell herself it was just the hangover and lack of sleep, but she was worried it was something more.
Daisy was worried that not five minutes ago, she’d wanted desperately to be alone. 
And yet apparently there was something she wanted more than being alone—she wanted to be with him.