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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.

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.

I came to Alaska to escape. I prefer to leave tragedy behind and don't need anyone reminding me I'm a hero. I'm not. I'm damaged goods and not in the market for romance. Alice is beyond distracting, and I can't avoid her. My grandmother thinks we're fated for each other. While I'm busy trying to ignore my grandmother's matchmaking, I make the mistake of kissing Alice. My willpower burns to the ground in a matter of seconds.

Rhys Cannon is that kind of guy—wealthy, family means everything, loyal, and sinfully handsome. I hate him. He's my brother's best friend, the teenage crush who never even noticed me, and the guy I will *never* fall for. I made a huge mistake and believed he'd changed. After he stomped on my heart, I vow never to be so foolish again. Yet, I never expected him to fight for me, for us. To make matters much more complicated, I'm breaking every rule I set for myself, and Rhys wants more than I ever expected to give. To anyone, much less him.

A road trip with some serious complications. All bets are off when Mack unexpectedly crosses paths with his best friend's little sister. They're both on the way back to their small hometown. Ash is off limits. Totally. They're just friends, so no problem, right? Soooo wrong. Mack can't stop thinking about her and can't stop wanting her. Ash wants nothing to do with men, most certainly not grumpy Mack. Except there's one problem. He has a new ability to set her on fire. Things get complicated on a whole new level when Ash discovers she's pregnant.

It all started when he rescued me from a dumpster. Not my best moment. Grumpy, broody, too hot to handle Walker needs a date for a wedding. Let the complications begin.

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.

Daphne is everything I don't need, and she makes me crazy in all the wrong ways. This princess does not belong in the wilderness. Or, so I think. But then, thought is hard to come by around Daphne. Between flying tourists all over Alaska's skies, hotshot firefighting on the side, and raising my sixteen-year old sister, I don't have time for anything, much less for a woman. But time's been laughing at me ever since Daphne showed up. I can't get her out of my mind, and my control has fled the building. Oh, and I'm her boss.

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.