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Back then, I had it all. After tanking my career - during the World Series, no less - the last thing I want to do is return to my hometown, where every jerk in a ball cap has an opinion about what went wrong with my arm. Then I run into April Sawyer. I can still make her laugh, she can still take me down a notch, and when the chemistry between us explodes, it’s even hotter this time around - and I don’t want it to end. But just when I think I’m ready to let go of the past and get back in the game, life throws me a curveball I never saw coming.

He’s my brother’s best friend, the hot single dad next door. And one accidental sext later, my massive crush on him is no longer a secret. It’s my own damn fault. I’m 30 years old, for heaven’s sake. I’m a kindergarten teacher and a (reasonably) responsible adult. I should know better than to get tipsy and draft a fake text listing all the dirty things I wish Officer Cole Mitchell would do to me. I wasn’t supposed to hit send. And he wasn’t supposed to see it.

Ian Chase broke my heart at 17, and I’ve spent the last 18 years hating him for it. He makes it easy, with his smart mouth and playboy lifestyle - which I unfortunately have to observe since he lives behind me. Every time I see him climbing out of his pool, practically naked and unreasonably sexy, my blood boils. I’ve always loved to loathe him. I never planned to need him.

Rule number one for a professional matchmaker? Don’t fall in love with your client. I screwed that up when I fell for my best friend, Reid Fortino. He’s gorgeous, successful, and sexy as hell. I figured it would be easy to find him a match - and save the family business at the same time. But the more time I spend attempting to find the perfect girl, the more I realize how much I want him for my own.

In hindsight, I should not have had that fifth mimosa at Breakfast with Santa. Or the sixth, seventh, and eighth. Even if the mic-drop moment that resulted was worth the looks on my former friends’ faces. For the sake of my children and my pride, I pack up and head for my childhood home and the small town where I grew up. Cloverleigh Farms would be the perfect place for a fresh start. Falling for Henry DeSantis wasn’t part of the plan.

It was the perfect plan. I needed a wife - temporarily - in order to inherit the family business. And she needed a favor - the kind that takes nine months to deliver. We had it all worked out, from the no-touching policy on our wedding night (her rule) to the no-falling-in-love decree (mine). She’d marry me, I’d give her the means to have the baby she’d always wanted, and one year later we’d amicably part ways with no hassle, no demands, and certainly no regrets. After all, Bianca DeRossi and I are experts at infuriating one another - we’ve been doing it since we were kids.

I didn’t mean to say I was engaged to a hot billionaire–it just slipped out. In my defense, I’d had a really bad haircut, a really strong drink, and I was trying to save face in front of the Mean Girl at my high school reunion. Lucky for me, I happen to know a hot billionaire. Hutton French and I have been friends forever, and even though big social gatherings are not his thing, I called him from the coat closet and begged him for a favor–show up and play my fake fiancé for the night. Except that word of our engagement spreads like wildfire.

He's smart, successful, and sexy as hell - I can barely sleep knowing he's right down the hall. And when the chemistry between us explodes one night with fierce, fiery passion, it's hard to deny there's something real there. But he does....

Just friends. That’s all Beckett Weaver and I have ever been. Sure, he’s a hot cowboy who left Wall Street behind to take over his family’s ranch. Yes, I’ve had a secret crush on him since we were 17. And who wouldn’t appreciate those strong hands, that massive chest, and the way he fills out a pair of Levis? He makes a girl sweat just looking at him...and I look. A lot. But I’m a single mom trying to move on with my life, and he’s running that ranch single-handedly while taking care of his elderly father.

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When I got jilted by my unfaithful fiancé a week before the wedding, my plans involved nothing more than ice cream, a blanket fort, and a bonfire of his possessions. But my friends convince me that bitter tastes better when it’s drowned in Bordeaux, so I embark on the Parisian honeymoon by myself. However, the City of Light isn’t remotely charming or romantic when you’re alone at a table for two, so all I want to do is go home again. Then I meet Lucas Fournier.

I was expecting a proposal on my birthday, and I got dumped instead. How could I have been so clueless? Grams knew exactly how to distract me. The “cute boy next door” who’s been helping her with yard work clearly needs a little therapy. Who better to call than her newly single therapist granddaughter? She even fakes dementia to get me to visit, and now that I’m here she’s doing everything in her power to throw us together. Not that I’m complaining. Ryan is the sexiest man I’ve ever met.

He was my first crush, my first kiss, my first everything. So when he shows up out of the blue asking me to have dinner with him "for old time's sake", I say I will. After all, it's been 12 years since he broke my heart, and I'm totally over him, no matter what my sisters say. Except, he still does something to me. He's got those eyes that make me weak, those hands that drive me wild, and a body I can't resist - especially once I see the tattoos. It doesn't take long for our trip down memory lane to go from sweet to sizzling.

OK, fine. I’ll confess. While my house was being robbed, I was in the shower indulging my favorite Brad Pitt fantasy (the one with the Troy costume and the handcuffs). But where is the justice in the world when the first cop on the scene is the former bully next door? How dare that arrogant jerk grow up to be six-foot-three inches of solid muscle with gorgeous blue eyes! I can’t stop thinking about him. Or his handcuffs. Or his dirty mouth. Or the way he still likes to boss me around these days, only with a lot less clothing.

I have trouble saying no. To shoes, handbags, the dessert tray…you name it. But when I agreed to a plan last-minute engagement bash for a spoiled Mafia princess, I had no idea she’d demand that my sexy ex cater it. He’ll agree to work for me, but only if I agree to spend a weekend with him. Did I mention my weakness for a**holes with tattoos? I’m totally forked.

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Er war immer mein Fels in der Brandung – aber jetzt schlagen die Wellen auf einmal über uns zusammen. Noah McCormick und ich waren immer nur gute Freunde. Obwohl er schon mit 16 ziemlich süß war und mittlerweile ein unglaublich heißer Sheriff ist, war er immer nur mein großer Beschützer, dem ich blind vertrauen konnte. Das wollte ich nie aufs Spiel setzen. Bis ich ins Bad geplatzt bin, als er gerade aus der Dusche kam – splitterfasernackt und einfach nur zum anbeten.

Wir sind wie Feuer und Eis - aber seine Blicke bringen mich zum Schmelzen. Wir waren elf, als Oliver Pemberton mich dazu überredete, von einem Scheunendach zu springen. Er sagte, man könne sich aus der Höhe kein Bein brechen. Er hat gelogen. Ich wünschte, ich könnte sagen, dass das die letzte Wette mit ihm war - das letzte Mal, dass ich ihm vertraut habe. Aber so ist es nicht. Weil er den Nerv hatte, mit der Zeit noch charmanter zu werden, überzeugender und unheimlich sexy. Und je älter wir wurden, desto schmutziger die Wetten und desto höher der Wetteinsatz - bis Oliver mir schließlich das Herz brach.

Nate er min nabo og en af mine bedste venner, selvom vi ser forskelligt på det meste. Som skilsmisseadvokat elsker han at fortælle mig, at min drøm om "den eneste ene" er - ja, en drøm, en helt urealistisk fantasi. Og som bryllupsplanlægger elsker jeg at fortælle ham, at han tager fejl. Hvor jeg tror på kærlighed med stort K, tror han på onenightstands og på ikke at få følelser i klemme.

Sie ist die Einzige, die ich will - doch ich darf sie nicht lieben. Ich bin alleinerziehender Vater dreier Töchter und noch dazu CFO in einem erfolgreichen Hotel. Für Beziehungen bleibt keine Zeit, denn ich muss das Geschäft am Laufen halten und nebenher noch den Haushalt schmeißen. Sicher, Frannie Sawyer ist eine tolle Frau... aber sie ist gerade mal 27, die Tochter meines Chefs und die neue Teilzeit-Nanny meiner Töchter - also für mich absolut tabu! Doch ich kann ihr einfach nicht widerstehen. Das erste Mal seit Jahren will ich wieder etwas ganz für mich allein: Sie.