When Aurora divorces her abusive ex, she is daunted by the prospect of starting all over again at 37 and decides to move to small-town Colorado to be closer to her best friend. Less than 24 hours after leaving sunny California, Aurora is stuck in a blizzard on a perilous mountain road wearing little more than her hot pink sandals and wondering whether this was such a great idea after all. Things start to look up however, when help arrives in the form of Grant St. John. He's handsome and charming alright, but also has an annoying habit of calling her "sweetheart".

New job, New city...New man? To the world at large Melinda Pérez is at the top of her game. She’s just earned a promotion to her dream job, in her dream city. Melinda should be living her best life in New York City, and she is. At least according to her social media. The Diamond Dating League is the newest and most exclusive dating app on the market - curing loneliness is just one swipe away. It might be the answer to her prayers - if it weren’t for her driver. Her hot and obnoxious driver who she just can’t seem to get out of her head.

When I first encountered Ford Donovan, I had no idea who he was...well, other than the obvious. Young, gorgeous, successful, smart. Did I mention young? If I did, it bears repeating. Ford Donovan was too young for me. Let’s back up to how it all started. My best friend decided I needed to start dating again. So, without my knowledge, she set up a profile for me on a popular dating site - one that invited men ages 21 to 27 to apply for a date.

He’s my 18-year-old son’s best friend, and I’m old enough to know better. My marriage is falling apart, and Vander’s home life is tragic. Yet, his broken parts speak to mine, and amid all the chaos, a true connection is formed.

Harlow is off-limits. As my coach's wife, I know I should leave her alone. I definitely should not be finding opportunities to see her and texting her when I know she's alone. She's a beautiful woman. I can't be the only man who flirts with her. It's harmless—until I see my coach take another woman into his hotel room when we're away for a game. I won't let her husband or our age difference keep us apart. Now, I'm playing for keeps, and this time I'm stealing home.