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He’s a widower attending a medical conference. She’s a recent divorcee hoping to get her groove back. He’s noticed her before, but this time is different, with an empty ring finger to prove it. Can he convince her they’re meant for more than a week long love affair? Jack: I’ve attended this medical office convention before, but this is the first time I’m feeling bold. But I didn’t expect the shy woman I’ve been checking out for the last couple of years to not only be available, but interested in a Vegas fling.

Max: We have a code word at The Last Stand Saloon—Red Sonja—and the guys know to send up the alert on any six foot tall redhead that enters my bar. Only this time when they call it, I’m not expecting the woman who broke my heart to walk in eight months pregnant with divorce paperwork in hand. Yes, we had an arrangement that did not include forever, but I mean to change her mind.

He’s a deli owner who had his ass handed to him by a feral cat. She’s a veterinarian who’s heard about his beef stick. She convinces him to give the frisky feline and her new kittens a temporary home, but can he convince her to stay once the kittens are grown?

He’s looking to adopt a pit bull. She’s a romance author who fosters puppies. She writes about happily ever-afters, but can he give her one?

He’s a guitar player who works odd hours. She’s his curvy new neighbor with a mouthy co-dependent husky. Miscommunication taints their initial meeting, but will their physical attraction allow them a second chance at a first impression?

My whole life has been a lie. Nobody truly knows me. But I know myself, and I’m a coward. Years ago when my heart shattered, I used the weakest adhesives to put it back together. I can’t risk falling in love. My soul is too fragile. Love isn’t guaranteed. It’s always a gamble. And I know, better than most, that it’s not worth the fall. The body can only withstand so many tragedies before it ceases to exist. Only one person has made me want more. Only one. Yet I know it would break me to lose him, and he’d be impossible to recover from. The loss—devastating.