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It was just one date. My friend told me I needed more fun in my life, so I reluctantly said yes. Fun wasnt exactly in my wheelhouse. After watching my own mothers love life implode time and time again, its only natural that I have a few rules to protect myself. Actually, its just one rule: avoid...

My best friend’s older brother is back in town. Do I care? Not one bit. Logan may have been my childhood crush, but I’ve always been little Tessa to him. Not to mention, he’s turned into a shallow flirt, and I’m not looking to get played again. What’s the problem, you ask? Thanks to a scheming mutual friend, Logan and I find ourselves embroiled in a bet of absurd proportions. Now, instead of ignoring Logan and keeping my heart safely locked away, we have a date every Saturday night and a kiss looming on the horizon. And the line between us is getting…muddy.

One little white lie—that's all it took. Now I'm suddenly having to fake-date my work nemesis to get through a week at a Vermont Christmas lodge with my family. The problem? I can't stand Miles Taylor. Not only that, but I don't date people I work with. But I can handle it. I've had practice faking my emotions for years. So it shouldn't matter that Miles never lets me get away with anything. And that he happens to boil my blood hotter than a steaming pot of wassail. So when he throws his annoying grin my way or forces me on dates he knows I'll hate, I'll just grit my teeth and smile.

All I wanted was a quiet summer on my family's ranch in Idaho . . . I didn't think that was too much to ask. With my fiancé in California, I was back home for three months to plan my wedding. I had colors to pick, cows to milk, and a wedding dress to squeeze into. Which was why I didn't need...

¿Tu relación se ha vuelto aburrida y le falta la emoción y el entusiasmo que una vez tuviste? Explora la resucitada y antigua técnica del masaje tántrico. El tacto es el lenguaje que no necesita palabras y tus manos pueden aprender a hablarlo con elocuencia y sensibilidad.

When my best friend found out I’d be alone over Christmas, she hooked me up with a week's stay in her family’s cabin in Idaho. I was on a publishing deadline for my latest book and was really looking forward to a cozy week by the fire, cuddled up in flannel pajamas with my laptop and hot chocolate. Alone. So imagine my surprise when I arrived at the cabin during a blizzard and found it already occupied by an all too familiar face and a fine pack of chiseled abs.

Every good summer has a little bad I wasnt supposed to be in Sunset Harbor for more than a weekend. But thanks tolets just call itan unforeseen act of stupidity on my part, Im here for the whole summer. And for the first time in my life, Im in a whole lot of trouble. The sentence? Community...

I wasn't sure why I gave up a week in the Bahamas with friends to visit my grandparents' home in Wyoming. In January. But one phone call to the ranch to check in was all it took. It didn't matter that the worst storm to hit Wyoming in years was upon us. I needed to be there. I just didn't know why. But a road closure and a surprise knock on the door brought back sweet memories from my past. And perhaps a handsome cowboy for my future. And I can't help but think that the unexpected is often the best surprise of all.

Jake Evans knows a thing or two about heartbreak. Recently divorced and raising his four-year-old daughter on his own, this cowboy has sworn off women for good. When a job opens up at a dude ranch in his hometown, he comes running, emotional baggage in tow. An unexpected bonus? Spending the summer with his childhood best friend.