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Nothing gets by me. Nothing gets to me. On the field, or off. Until I meet Harper. One taste of her, and she brings me to my knees. I'll do whatever it takes to win her. She's brilliant, she's beautiful, and she's so reserved, she becomes the challenge I have to win.

Playing ball is easy. Falling in love is complicated. I want her. There's just one problem. She's my doctor, and she says it's a no-no. I've never been one to play by the rules. But she's not falling for me. Olivia is the challenge I have to beat. With her lush curves and her by-the-book attitude, all I want to do is show her exactly what she's missing. Again and again and again. I'll bring her to her knees . . . in more ways than one. I didn't count on her bringing me to my knees.

I made a deal with Harley Jackson. We'd burn that fire between us to ashes with a few nights between the sheets. Friends with benefits, but with a time limit. It turned out to be colossally stupid. A few nights together only made the fire burn hotter. I was never supposed to fall for her.

I wasn't planning on falling in love. But I wasn't prepared for Finn. He's everything any girl would want. Tall, dark, and handsome with that whole rescue vibe that I didn't know was irresistible. It starts with dinner. Just a little harmless fun. Next thing I know, he's in way too deep. Then, he goes and rescues me again. What's a girl to do? Other than fall hard and fast.

Dani Love is the girl who got away. Actually, she dumped me. Not exactly a stroke to my ego. When I move back home, Dani is just as much everything as she was before. Maybe even more. Snappy and smart with an attitude for days. I want her, even if it's stupid. Dani can't decide if it's better to ignore me, or fight with me. I'll fight and win. She just doesn't see it coming yet.

I've known Daisy for years. She's all curves, but I'm not supposed to notice. Because we're just friends. I want her anyway. Relationships are messy, and I don't do messy. I've never had a problem keeping my distance. But the clock is ticking. This was supposed to be easy. I didn't count on wanting more.

My rules: No players. No flirts. No cocky jerks. My exception: Dawson Marsh. Dawson might be every girl's crush in this small town, but not mine. I can appreciate him from a distance, and that suits me fine. Except that one time he kissed me. Up close and personal. Once is a mistake. But the second time? Sublime. The man should come with some kind of a warning sign: Not safe for work! Hot to the touch! But what kind of girl can't handle a little friends with benefits action, right? The one who missed the most important warning: Danger, risk of falling.

The second I lay eyes on Zoe, I know I want her. Like mad. She's nothing but curves, but she hides them behind her oh-so-proper clothes. That only makes me want her more—and I'm used to getting what I want. Problem is . . . she's supposed to get me out of a bit of a legal jam. My attorney is a definite no-no. Or so Zoe says. She also says a few other things. My prim, professional, smoking hot attorney is innocent. Game. Set. Match. I will have her. There's only one thing I didn't count on. She might have me too.

It was supposed to be simple. One night with no strings. I had just gotten the worst news of my life and wanted to forget everything. The broody firefighter was perfect. Our night together was so hot, I forgot everything but the rules. I never expected to get pregnant. It was supposed to be impossible. All I knew was his name and the small town where I found him.

Skylar's all but wearing a Stay Away sign. She might be tempting, but I can take a hint. Until a single moment leads to one kiss and then another. Before I know it, I'm in deep. After tragically losing my first love, I never planned to fall in love again. But Skylar gets to me. She doesn't even believe in love. I want her to believe. I want to slay her dragons. All of them. I can handle it. My heart won't get involved. Until Skylar walks away.

Problem: My ex is marrying my ex-bestie. Plan A: Burn the church down? Plan B: Fake marry my friend. I haven't seen Archer since fifth grade, but when he shows up in our tiny hometown and offers me a ring, I don't ask too many questions. It's a win-win: I get to save face, and I'm not about to turn down the chance to one-up my ex. All Archer has to do is sell the lie when my ex and his blushing bride roll into town. Easy. Except now I'm fake-married to a ridiculously hot guy who has his own reasons for needing a wife.

True story: Jack Hamilton gave me a black eye when we met. He didn't throw a punch, but he did open a door right into my face. On the same day I was a bridesmaid in my brother's wedding. My head spun when I took a good look at him. Maybe it was running full-force into a door, but maybe it's because he's melt-your-panties H-O-T. Oh, and he's a hotshot firefighter. But I don't date, and I don't ever intend to fall in love. It's all so simple. Until the chemistry that's hot enough to melt me nearly does. Maybe Jack can help with that, what with the whole firefighting thing.

Just how wrong is it to want my best friend's little sister? And, how do you fix a broken heart? This inquiring mind wants to know. It probably doesn't matter though because Nora hates me. If you ever wondered, it is possible to live and work with someone in a small town and not speak to said person for months. That's how long Nora ignores me after I tell her commitment isn't for me. I didn't know I was already in love with her. I didn't know I was breaking my own heart by telling myself it was too complicated to fall for my best friend's sister.

It all started when the curtains caught on fire at a funeral. Actually, it all started seven years ago in college. Rowan Cole was that guy—the one I couldn't forget. We'd once been best friends. Maybe more. We almost had it all. I've spent years trying to forget him and the tragic night that tore us apart. As bad luck would have it, he's the firefighter who shows up to rescue me from the church I almost set on fire. Speaking of flames and melting, Rowan still has the ability to set me on fire. Just by existing. 

The list of nevers when it comes to Quinn Blackthorne is long. I never looked at her like that. I never noticed how delectable she is. I never kissed her. I never even wanted to kiss her. We've never crossed that line. She's my best friend. Just my friend. Until I want so much more. I just might want everything with her.

It all started when my cat needed something expressed. Do I have to explain? That's when Farrah Taylor walked into my life, a fantasy spun true. Aside from stealing my breath, she handled the awkward situation with aplomb. Turns out she's my neighbor, and my grumpy cat has a crush on her. He's not the only one. Neighbors with benefits is the perfect option. I don't have time for romance. Until I want more. Until just being neighbors isn't enough.

The whole mess starts when I get dumped at the airport. Dylan is my brother's best friend, and the last guy I want to run into when my pride's been kicked. But I need a plan and fast. One bad decision leads to the next and we're trapped in a hotel for a romantic holiday weekend when we get snowed in. For days. It's cold. Dylan is H-O-T. It's a game of willpower and I'm losing.

Romance is on my never-again bucket list. I'm moving back to Alaska with plans to turn into a grand old cat lady. There is no cat on the horizon. Rather, a sweet rescue dog. And, Wes. Wes was quiet and smart in high school. Now a hotshot firefighter, he comes complete with melting powers. A few fantasies never hurt. Until our lives get waaaay more entangled than I ever expected.

We're just going to be friends, right? My kind of forever is staying single. It took too many years to escape my disaster of a marriage. As a single mom who's barely scraping by, most men don't even notice me. So when Adam Cannon almost kisses me, I'm not expecting it. I'm definitely not expecting him to propose more. Despite a firm commitment to never being committed, I can't resist Adam. It's just a few kisses, I tell myself. Adam is everything I never expected. Protective, loyal, and hot enough to melt a few glaciers.

Wyatt Cannon is all that and then some. Hotshot firefighter, seriously easy on the eyes, and knows his way around...well, me. We had a fling a few years ago and no one knows. I never meant for anything to happen again. But I never could back down from a dare. I woke up married. I'd like to pretend I don't remember that night, but it's burned into my body, heart, and soul. Wyatt is impossible to forget. I should be figuring out how to get divorced, but he asks me to give us a chance instead. My life is beyond messy and he's just making it more complicated.