Ellie Sanders is over the fairytale, thank you very much. Content with her booming career as a purveyor of Madame Butterfly pleasure aids, she doesn't need a man for anything-except maybe marketing tips. And, okay, a few fun nights with something that doesn't require batteries.
Love, marriage, and family aren't in the cards for Tyler Hendrix. Period. The Navy helped Ty put his tumultuous childhood behind him, but when a sexy single mom walks through the First Impressions door looking to take her business to the next level, he feels his carefully constructed 'never-get-attached' walls crack.
As Ty and Ellie maneuver through a minefield of wardrobe malfunctions, plumbing mishaps, and the world's most awkward accidental dirty talk, discovering they have more in common than scorching sexual attraction threatens to crumble Ty's walls for good . . .
Contains mature themes.
Nurse Nyla Franklin knows three things to be true. Taking care of others brings more joy than a basket full of kittens. A triple-fudge sundae can cure just about anything. And no good ever comes from keeping a secret... So when her best friend spills his biggest one ever, Nyla knows she's not just holding a secret. She's holding a ticking time bomb. Mr. Always Does the Right Thing Leo Sayre knows three things to be true. Piloting smoke jumpers over burning forests is the best job in the world. His best friend Nyla is the smartest, funniest, and, okay, sexiest woman ever. And pain meds are apparently his truth serum. Now his post-surgery confession has everything flipped upside down and turned inside out... including his relationship with Nyla. Secrets have a way of piling up, and it's just a matter of time before someone lights a match. Because while the truth can set you free, it can also burn completely out of control...
PR specialist Miriam Ashley makes her living cleaning up bad boys. Mountain climber-turned-CEO Jason Sanders should be an easy fix. And with a nephew to care for, he's motivated. The problem? Every time she tries to help Jason get his head in the boardroom, they end up in the bedroom.
What the hell is she thinking? He's the definition of off-limits. Not just because he's a client-he spends his free time risking his life mountain climbing. The same thing that got her father killed. She's not going to open her heart to a guy who could disappear at the drop of a . . . well, she'd rather not finish that thought.
She needs to leave complicated alone, but every time she sees Jason, something tells her it's her who might fall . . .
Contains mature themes.
I always hoped I’d see her again after she rocked my world last Christmas. I never thought she’d have my baby in her arms.
I also didn’t see myself dressed as a deranged bear the first time I held my daughter, or even that I’d have a daughter. Navy SEAL life isn’t great for fatherhood, but seeing Jessie with Joy hits me like a happy holiday thunderbolt.
Jessie’s not sure she trusts me, and who can blame her? Maybe if we’d swapped more than ten words before falling into bed that snowy night, we wouldn’t be strangers. But I can’t regret our fling, just like I can’t ditch a military career I’ve spent my whole life wanting.
But maybe there’s something I want more. Jessie. A bond with our baby and heaps of happy, mixed-up holiday memories we’re making as we bond over giftwrap gaffes, sexy dreidel games, and kisses hot enough to melt mistletoe.
I just need to prove we belong together, preferably before one of us hops a flight and gets gone for good.
They called me America’s smartest entrepreneur. So how was I dumb enough to let my dream girl get away?
Blame ego, blame my need to prove I could build a business all on my own. Hell, blame my parents—God love ‘em—for thinking I’d have problems prospering with a hammer instead of a law degree.
Turns out I’m doing just fine with a chain of luxury resorts bearing my name, but it’s a cold comfort when the woman I love hates my guts. Can’t say she’s wrong, considering how things ended.
I set out to win Lauren back, scoring a spot on her family’s reality show social experiment, or whatever it’s called when someone buys an old cult compound to build a tiny town. Works for me, since I’m a builder who loves a challenge.
But getting Lauren to forgive me proves way more than challenging. Between a botched baking class, sexy bumper car battles, and a bizarrely hostile fish, it’s clear Lo’s in no hurry to pick up where we left off.
Good thing I’m no quitter, especially when it comes to her.
After a night of too many drinks, smokejumper Tony Warren and his best friend, photographer Kayla Gladney, come to the realization that they're both bad at love. They even tried dating each other, but that crashed and burned too. Now he's got the hangover from hell and the certain conclusion he's just a shit boyfriend. But Kayla thinks he's a straight-up commitment-phobe. So they make a bet-they're going to hunt down his exes and decide once and for all why he's so unlucky in love. Is he a terrible boyfriend or a commitment-phobe? Why does either answer feel like he's still losing? But between roadside burgers and late-night detours, they discover some fires never burn out-like the one slowly smoldering between them. And suddenly losing feels a whole lot like winning again.
How the hell did I end up on TV faking like I’m not falling for the world’s sexiest shrink?
Yeah, I agreed to live at an old cult compound and let cameras tail me around, but a plotline about a grumpy single dad finding love? Big nope. All I want is a brewery to run and a fresh start with my daughter. Just toss me the keys, keep the psych sessions short, and remind me again why I can’t fall for Dr. Mari Judson.
At least I’m not alone. She’s as thirsty as I am for what’s brewing between us, but Mari runs scared when we get close. Something’s stopping her, and a woman with secrets is a recipe for heartache. Trust me, I know.
Blame her sexy brain, her quirky parrot, or the way my kid adores her, but I can’t quit chasing Mari. It’s bound to blow up like a can of Kolsch tossed down the stairs, so why can’t we stay apart?
And why do I think the good doc is hiding something huge?
Uncovering this sexy geek's charm is easy. Keeping her hands off of him is impossible.
While he may look like the love child of a movie starlet and an NFL linebacker, Ben Langley has the people skills of a half-drowned porcupine. Why socialize when there are chemistry labs and bad sci-fi flicks? If he has any hope of taking the helm as CEO of the family business, Ben needs an image makeover. Pronto.
Enter Holly Colvin, owner of First Impressions public relations and branding firm, and the woman who just saved Ben from the clutches of an over-attentive sales clerk. Holly's rebranded hundreds of companies in her career, but she's never rebranded a person. The guy clearly needs help, though, and she's just the woman for the job.
With the clock ticking for them both, Holly and Ben face off over wardrobe malfunctions and business jargon that sounds a lot sexier than it should. But can Holly make Ben into the man he thinks he should be without losing the man she's starting to love?
Willa Frank has one simple rule: never go on a date with anyone more than twice. Now that her business is providing the stability she's always needed, she can't afford distractions. Her two-date rule protects her just fine...until she meets smokejumper Grady Billman.After one date-one amazing, unforgettable date-Grady isn't ready to call it quits, despite his own no-attachments policy, and he's found a sneaky way around both their rules.Throwing gutter balls with pitchers of beer? Not a real date. Everyone knows bowling doesn't count.Watching a band play at a local show? They just happen to have the same great taste in music. Definitely not a date.Hiking? Nope. How can exercise be considered a date?With every non-date Grady suggests, his reasoning gets more ridiculous, and Willa must admit she's having fun playing along. But when their time together costs Willa two critical clients, it's clear she needs to focus on the only thing that matters-her future. And really, he should do the same.But what is she supposed to do with a future that looks gray without Grady in it?
Buying a cult compound to build a tiny town? Piece of cake. Being one of the suckers who falls in love on TV? Hell, no.
Lucky for me, I found a CFO who shares my urge to skip the mating game part of my family’s social experiment and reality show. Vanessa and I can cast the cops, teachers, and nurses needed for a self-contained community, and leave the dating mess to my siblings.
Easier said than done. Vanessa’s smart and funny and hot as hell, and for once I can’t focus on running the show. Somewhere between a sexy waterslide ride and adopting dog, we share a helluva lot more than spreadsheets. The only thing riskier is realizing someone’s out to destroy our project before it’s off the ground.
How do I save the business, protect my family, and keep my hands off the sexy CFO?
For once, I’m not sure I’ve got it all under control.
Bree Bracelyn doesn't date cops. It's a personal rule that quavers when Austin Dugan flashes his baby blues-and his badge-at Ponderosa Resort's grand opening. Bree's the family fixer, running the resort's PR and her siblings' lives with cheerful efficiency. But one thing in Bree's past can't ever be fixed, which is why she's staying the hell away from Officer Hottie.
Austin's heart tacks up a wanted poster with Bree's name the instant he lays eyes on her. Okay, the no-cops rule is an obstacle, but not impossible for a guy ambitious enough to be a shoo-in as the next police chief. Besides, he knows Bree's into him, whether they're flirting over weird flatware or getting frisky in the front seat of his vintage Volvo.
As Bree and Austin bond over cupcakes and hot springs hookups, Bree knows it's a matter of time before the skeletons in her closet topple into a messy heap on Austin's squeaky-clean life. Is there hope for a happy ending, or will their love end up DOA?
Contains mature themes.
Sean Bracelyn can whip up a saffron-laced lobster risotto in his sleep, but relationships? That's one recipe he hasn't nailed. Not that he has time, between launching a new restaurant and building a luxury resort with his awkwardly-blended family. But when his dream girl nearly knocks him unconscious with a dead turkey, it's all Sean can do to keep his eyes on the gazpacho and off Amber King's perfect curves.
Amber's done with guys propping her on a pedestal. Transforming her family's reindeer ranch into a country chic wedding venue is consuming enough, and the last thing she needs is an extra serving of love drama. So what is it about the stupid-sexy chef that gets her desires bubbling like a pot of hot spaghetti?
Keeping their distance is tough enough before Sean and Amber get tossed together by wacky weddings, lingerie mishaps, and a surly three-legged cat. When Sean's mom shows up to dish out huge helpings of family drama, a big secret threatens to spread faster than a kitchen fire.
Can Sean and Amber find the right blend of sugar and spice, or will love fall flat as a burnt souffle?
Contains mature themes.
