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When the grumpy firefighter falls for the sunshine girl who turns his world upside down . . . Elsa Whitney walks into my life like she owns the sun, all warmth and light, and shatters the quiet I've been clinging to. Not that I can blame her. She's impossible to ignore. And somehow, I'm the...

How we met: He spilled coffee on me. First date: I dragged him into my therapy session. Does that even count? Spoiler alert: We're definitely not a couple. Leo Massie is a smoking-hot firefighter. Literally. He also owes me after dousing me in coffee. But instead of a simple favor, I might have...

What could go wrong when my brother's best friend becomes my roommate? I'm about to find out. When I met Hudson Fox, I drove over his crutches. Way to go, girl. My hormones think this hotshot firefighter is all that and then some. My hormones have a terrible track record. They are cheering for...

I'm falling in love with a firefighter, and I'm pregnant. Big problem: It's not his baby. When I met Griffin Cannon, I fainted. He saved me from face-planting into the gravel. He's the rescue-y, protective type, which fits seeing as he's a hotshot firefighter.

Nothing gets by me. Nothing gets to me. On the field, or off. Until I meet Harper. One taste of her, and she brings me to my knees. I'll do whatever it takes to win her. She's brilliant, she's beautiful, and she's so reserved, she becomes the challenge I have to win.

Playing ball is easy. Falling in love is complicated. I want her. There's just one problem. She's my doctor, and she says it's a no-no. I've never been one to play by the rules. But she's not falling for me. Olivia is the challenge I have to beat. With her lush curves and her by-the-book attitude, all I want to do is show her exactly what she's missing. Again and again and again. I'll bring her to her knees . . . in more ways than one. I didn't count on her bringing me to my knees.

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.

It was supposed to be simple. One night with no strings. I had just gotten the worst news of my life and wanted to forget everything. The broody firefighter was perfect. Our night together was so hot, I forgot everything but the rules. I never expected to get pregnant. It was supposed to be impossible. All I knew was his name and the small town where I found him.

Problem: My ex is marrying my ex-bestie. Plan A: Burn the church down? Plan B: Fake marry my friend. I haven't seen Archer since fifth grade, but when he shows up in our tiny hometown and offers me a ring, I don't ask too many questions. It's a win-win: I get to save face, and I'm not about to turn down the chance to one-up my ex. All Archer has to do is sell the lie when my ex and his blushing bride roll into town. Easy. Except now I'm fake-married to a ridiculously hot guy who has his own reasons for needing a wife.

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.

Just how wrong is it to want my best friend's little sister? And, how do you fix a broken heart? This inquiring mind wants to know. It probably doesn't matter though because Nora hates me. If you ever wondered, it is possible to live and work with someone in a small town and not speak to said person for months. That's how long Nora ignores me after I tell her commitment isn't for me. I didn't know I was already in love with her. I didn't know I was breaking my own heart by telling myself it was too complicated to fall for my best friend's sister.

It all started when the curtains caught on fire at a funeral. Actually, it all started seven years ago in college. Rowan Cole was that guy—the one I couldn't forget. We'd once been best friends. Maybe more. We almost had it all. I've spent years trying to forget him and the tragic night that tore us apart. As bad luck would have it, he's the firefighter who shows up to rescue me from the church I almost set on fire. Speaking of flames and melting, Rowan still has the ability to set me on fire. Just by existing. 

The list of nevers when it comes to Quinn Blackthorne is long. I never looked at her like that. I never noticed how delectable she is. I never kissed her. I never even wanted to kiss her. We've never crossed that line. She's my best friend. Just my friend. Until I want so much more. I just might want everything with her.

Elias is not the kind of guy who'd fall for me. He's grumpy, and he's need-a-fan hot. I totally have a thing for him. My romance radar is broken, and I'm still smarting from my last epic disaster in dating. I'm better off giving up any hope of romance. Except I want it all: happily-ever-after and a family to boot. My stupid biological clock is ticking. Loudly. In a turn of events I did not expect, Elias saves me from a porcupine burglar and kisses me.

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.

Wyatt Cannon is all that and then some. Hotshot firefighter, seriously easy on the eyes, and knows his way around...well, me. We had a fling a few years ago and no one knows. I never meant for anything to happen again. But I never could back down from a dare. I woke up married. I'd like to pretend I don't remember that night, but it's burned into my body, heart, and soul. Wyatt is impossible to forget. I should be figuring out how to get divorced, but he asks me to give us a chance instead. My life is beyond messy and he's just making it more complicated.

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.

I don't have time for romance, much less for prissy Madison Glen. The first time I meet her, I kiss her. The second time I meet her, she's breaking into my neighbor's house. She swears up and down she's not a criminal. Maybe not, but she is definitely a distraction I don't need. I've got my hands full with my mouthy daughter and an insanely busy life as a hotshot firefighter. It doesn't surprise me at all to learn Madison was homecoming queen in high school.