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Trinity was just trying to get to Temecula to see her cousin and start her new life. What she didn’t do was plan accordingly, and she ran out of gas in the middle of the desert on her way. When an insanely hot biker takes pity on her, or rather insists on helping her, her brain says no, but her body says yes.

Ashton Barclay, or as I like to call him, Mr. B. for "Bossy", is fast becoming the bane of my existence. After running into him, literally, he’s now popping up everywhere and somehow managing to weave his way into my life. He’s egotistical, smug, and so ridiculously good-looking it should be illegal - he’s way too hot to handle. I don’t do hot, those type of guys are more trouble than they’re worth.

Life as a Las Vegas fake wedding coordinator has never been boring. Unfortunately for me, it just got a little too exciting...the bad kind of exciting that lands you in the emergency room. On the bright side, it was a hot paramedic who showed up to save the day. Sure, he’s a bit cocky, but it works for him. And now I can’t get him out of my mind...which was the good kind of exciting until it wasn’t. Until one date turned into a fake marriage fiasco. Now I don’t know if we’re really falling for each other or if it’s all an act.

I hated him. From the moment I walked into Tig’s Tattoo and Piercing I’d hated him. Garret was beautiful - because that was the way that fate worked and also because if I’d had anything in my life, it was bad luck. Still, with his derisive green eyes, tats peeking out from beneath the edges of his sleeves, and the scruff on his jaw, he was the sexiest man I’d ever seen in my life. He also seemed to delight in disrupting my life. I was there to fix a few pipes; he was there as a guest artist. I was there to do a job, he seemed to take pleasure in upsetting mine.

I was never supposed to want to keep her. She was meant to be borrowed. Mine for six days and not a day longer. She doesn’t belong to me. She belongs to someone else. My brother.... The closest person I have outside of the screaming fans and paparazzi - a constant in my new life - other than the whiskey I drown myself in to numb the pain left by someone else.

Hermosa Beach seems to be the place for throwing together unlikely opposites. My rooster Rowdy and his new crush, Pixy the goat. Me and the obnoxiously cocky cowboy from Texas.... But unlike Rowdy and Pixy, there’s no way I’m going to fall for David Strickland. Nope. Not gonna happen. I could never be with a man so completely opposed to everything I believe...no matter how hot he is.

One trip down the stairs, caused by a lone Lego, while wrapped in a towel, spewing a plethora of profanities, and my cell phone went flying. I landed on my ass, and then the ER. Between those two occurrences was a FaceTime call, placed by a bouncing phone, to the number of a man I didn’t even truly look at, who had now seen more of my body than anyone had since my Tinder days, over a year ago. Three declined calls later, I limped out the door to get myself to the ER before starting my hectic day.

Flying the friendly skies has been more than just a job to me. It’s my home. Ten years ago I ran away from everything I’ve known and vowed never to return. That is, until my flight is cancelled due to weather, and I’m stuck in San Francisco. Fate is not on my side when I end up in an Uber ride share with the one man I thought I’d never see again. Zack Hunt was my high school sweetheart, and the boy I walked away from without a note saying goodbye. Except, he’s no longer a boy. No, this man is gorgeous, intense, and heated at the sight of me.

When I met Ryan, I might’ve been trying to break into his basement. It was for a good cause. I swear. Also, my dog broke in first. Ryan Blake is jaw-dropping handsome, wealthy, and cocky. Not quite my type. By some miracle, he doesn’t call the police on me when he catches me trying to rescue my dog. He even fetches a doctor for me. Don’t ask why. I don’t figure I’ll see him again. Then, I do. Then, he kisses me. Once. Twice. Is three times the charm?

Clemente accepted an arranged marriage as part of a deal to keep his sister safe. Though he never expected the woman he was now connected with for life creating a weakness he never saw coming. Caterina grew up in the mafia world and fully embraced her fate; choosing to become an asset for her future husband instead of a wilting flower. But she wasn’t expecting the ruthless head of the underworld of California to yank on her every nerve.

I hate Harry Stone. Before I’d even met the selfish former pro hockey player turned CEO, he was at the top of my shit list. The entire city of Chicago thinks he’s God’s gift to humanity, but I know the truth. He knocked up my best friend and then ditched her when she needed him most. She got sick after that, and before she passed away, she chose me to raise her newborn daughter. I just need Harry to sign away his rights to the little girl who means everything to me. Unfortunately, it’s not quite that simple.

Twenty years ago, I loved a woman. Twenty years ago, I also loved a man. And 20 years ago, rather than choose, I abandoned them both. Now, I’m living a lonely life, luckless in love and unwilling to confront the truth of what I left behind. When my brother passes, I become responsible for my four-year-old niece. Uprooting her isn't an option which means heading back to the sticks of New Hampshire, to the small town I fled. Because of Charlotte. Because of Liam. My two best friends, the ones I’d been reluctant to pursue but couldn’t deny.

Noah Keegan, CEO of Keegan Enterprises, has it all—looks, an Upper East Side entitlement, and savage charisma. He suffers one quirk: He’s a bit of a chauvinist. With the 20th anniversary of his mother’s death approaching, Noah wants to create a perfume in her honor. He brings in a temporary manager from another firm who has experience in the fragrance industry. Ryan Hagan sounds perfect. However, he’d wrongly assumed based on the name that Ryan was a guy. Ryan was a she who sets Noah’s blood to boiling in more ways than one.

He was infuriating, arrogant, and conceited. He was also my new seatmate. Fifteen hours stuck next to the definition of tall, dark, and handsome, and the only thing on his mind on our trip from California to Sydney...was me. Ky Bateman made no secret of the fact he wanted me, and I made it clear he drove me crazy. When my resolve finally wavered, we made a bet. I lost, he won, and I found myself on the back of his motorcycle, on the adventure of a lifetime. I never intended to fall for the master manipulator, especially when I knew I was keeping secrets....

I'm a fighter. At least that's what my daddy always told me. It's in our blood. Hard work, hustle, and a little Hennessey is the Reid motto. He taught me to fight for everything I wanted in life. Take down those who threaten the dream.

I was minding my own business at my new job as a child life specialist when the sexiest doctor in the hospital fell into my lap...literally. He was every woman’s fantasy, the Adonis in a white coat was charming, not to mention brilliant. Dr. Andrew “Drew” Montgomery was quite the catch, not the usual type of guy who I’d expect to fall for a woman like me. The first man who saw past my wheelchair, Drew was also the first man I could see myself settling down with.

Who does he think he is? What an egotistical executive! Melanie Karlson’s day just took a nosedive when gorgeous and confident Eli Egan walks into her coffee shop. He’s demanding, conceited, and thinks he’s god’s gift to women. After he leaves, she can breathe again thinking it was a one and done situation. Except it's not. A chance encounter leads to a dinner date that neither of them will forget. For more reasons than one. Even though she despises him, he still manages to get under her skin and into her bed.

My love life has been epic. Epically disastrous. But that’s all in the past. I put my unrequited crush on Zach, my best friend’s grumpy brother, behind me years ago. My ex-fiancé, the jerk who left me at the altar, is also in my emotional rearview. Now, I’m focusing on my career. I don’t have time for romance. Then my ex shows up, and everything changes.

The last thing I expected on the first day of my dog-sitting job was a middle-of-the-night fire alarm. Things go from chaotic to scorching hot when I run into my old crush, Miles Thatcher, on my way out of the building. Talk about disastrous timing. I haven’t seen him in years - seven to be exact. Since the day we buried his sister - my best friend. That was both the best and worst day of my life. It was also the day Miles kissed me - and promptly forgot about me.

It was my time, a cross-country drive heading home for my brother’s wedding to figure out my life after college. Me, my dog named Goat, and the open road. That’s all I wanted. He wasn’t supposed to be part of it. My older brother’s high-school friend and my sister’s ex. The cocky boy my 11-year-old-self hated.