"Every good summer has a little bad…
I wasn’t supposed to be in Sunset Harbor for more than a weekend. But thanks to—let’s just call it—an unforeseen act of stupidity on my part, I’m here for the whole summer. And for the first time in my life, I’m in a whole lot of trouble.
The sentence? Community service paid toward the person I accidentally wronged.
The problem? That person happens to be Dax Miller. The guy who always spent more time fighting the law than obeying it. Also, the guy I once told to have a nice life amounting to nothing.
So… it’s been fun that I’m court ordered to serve him now.
Except the more time I spend with Dax fighting and fixing what was broken, the more I remember that sizzling…something… that’s always been between us. Or that smile of his that can get me to do just about anything. Let me be clear, I don’t do trouble. But what happens when the temptation to embrace that inner rebel becomes too strong to resist?
And what do I do when the guy who has only dated trouble his entire life, has his sights set on me?
? Rebel Summer is a sweet, closed-door romance full of sizzle, witty banter, and chemistry but without explicit content.
This book is part of the Falling for Summer series, seven interconnected standalones by seven amazing authors that can be read in any order."
"It was just one date. My friend told me I needed more fun in my life, so I reluctantly said yes. Fun wasn’t exactly in my wheelhouse. After watching my own mother’s love life implode time and time again, it’s only natural that I have a few rules to protect myself. Actually, it’s just one rule: avoid relationships with men so I don’t get attached. I wasn’t worried. Getting attached has never been a problem for me. This guy was just a warm body in a chair. I was here for the basketball game. I was absolutely NOT here for my date. Or the kiss cam. Or the kiss. Or the impromptu evening with the one man who seems bent on throwing my tidy world off of its axis. But when my life takes a nose dive, he’s also the man who seems bent on proving to me that good men do exist, dreams can come true, and sometimes throwing out the rule book is when the magic really starts to happen."
"One little white lie—that's all it took. Now I'm suddenly having to fake-date my work nemesis to get through a week at a Vermont Christmas lodge with my family.
The problem? I can't stand Miles Taylor. Not only that, but I don't date people I work with. But I can handle it. I've had practice faking my emotions for years. So it shouldn't matter that Miles never lets me get away with anything. And that he happens to boil my blood hotter than a steaming pot of wassail. So when he throws his annoying grin my way or forces me on dates he knows I'll hate, I'll just grit my teeth and smile.
Or maybe not.
Did I mention that Miles is the one person in the world I can't seem to fool? When my emotions begin feeling less like a sham and his arms feel way too comfortable, it makes me think that maybe Miles had a plan of his own. And I'm starting to like it a lot more than mine"
"My best friend’s older brother is back in town. Do I care? Not one bit. Logan may have been my childhood crush, but I’ve always been little Tessa to him. Not to mention, he’s turned into a shallow flirt, and I’m not looking to get played again. What’s the problem, you ask? (Besides all the flirting.) Thanks to a scheming mutual friend, Logan and I find ourselves embroiled in a bet of absurd proportions. Now, instead of ignoring Logan and keeping my heart safely locked away, we have a date every Saturday night and a kiss looming on the horizon. And the line between us is getting…muddy. As long as Logan stays the shallow flirt, I’ll be fine. My heart is safe from the player. It’s the man underneath giving me a run for my money."
"'When my best friend found out I’d be alone over Christmas, she hooked me up with a week's stay in her family’s cabin in Idaho. I was on a publishing deadline for my latest book and was really looking forward to a cozy week by the fire, cuddled up in flannel pajamas with my laptop and hot chocolate. Alone. So imagine my surprise when I arrived at the cabin during a blizzard and found it already occupied by an all too familiar face and a fine pack of chiseled abs. Even though it had been ten years since I’d last seen Chase, he had no problem picking up exactly where we left off. I had a big problem with it. It didn’t matter what he threw at me—the old nickname, the teasing, his charming grin, or even those chiseled abs (did I already mention those?), I refused to let him get to me after...the incident. Nope, not me. I was made of stone. Unfortunately, I’m beginning to understand that when you strike Chase against stone…you get sparks. A Christmas Spark is a closed-door romantic comedy full of sizzle, witty banter, and mild, teasing innuendos, but nothing that would make your grandmother blush.'"
"'With Kelsey's fiancé in California, she is back home for three months to plan her wedding. She has colors to pick, cows to milk, and a wedding dress to squeeze into, which is why she doesn't need anybody messing with her. Especially not the guy who dedicated his whole life to making hers a joke. The guy who filled her high-school locker with frogs and hot car with cans of tuna. Kelsey always got him back, but not this summer. Things are different now. She's engaged. She's grown up. She won't fall victim to Cade’s pranks, teasing, or manly charms. If only Kelsey's dad hadn’t hired the moron to cowboy for him this summer. Now her childhood enemy is living on their ranch and seems to think they have a score to settle— and all bets are off. That Fine Line is a closed-door romantic comedy full of heart, sizzle, witty banter, and a couple of Bible swear words, but nothing that would make your grandmother blush.'"
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