Sophia They say every girl loves a bad boy, and there's undoubtedly a reason for that. Bad boys rock your world, but then they break your heart. So, I made a solemn vow to put my bad boy dating ways behind me. Now I have a naughty itch that I just can't scratch. Enter Bax, my brother's best friend since we were kids. Bax is the embodiment of a good guy. I bet he even helps old ladies carry their groceries. When I least expect it, though, he shows me a side of him I never imagined. Is it possible the best of both worlds has been beside me the whole time? Baxter The number one rule of the guy code is you don't date your best friend's sister. Google it; you'll see I'm right. Even if she is gorgeous and smart and has a unique brand of crazy that just flat out does it for you. Bros before—well, you know. But after a night of drinking and listening to Sophia complain about her bland love life, I see an opportunity too golden to pass up. After all, good guys can talk dirty too.

Ryan There are things that just shouldn’t happen—like me being in love with my sister’s best friend. Still, that didn't stop me from spending our childhood telling her just that. Of course, she doesn't believe me. I'm just the annoying guy she’s known all her life. But then she begged... Not like that, but her asking for my help was still music to my ears. I stopped listening when she formed those beautiful words—Ryan, I need you—and came to somewhere around a broken hip and a last minute date to her ex’s wedding. I accepted, not even sure to what exactly, but she can always count on me. I’ll only need to remember three things: Don’t punch the groom Don’t grab her ass—too much And no matter what, remember this is only for one night.

Suzanne To say that my family is traditional would be an understatement, so I knew when I got pregnant unexpectedly with no husband in sight, they weren’t going to take it well. My brother Alex, the only one who ever has my back, asked his best friend to be there when we broke the news, hoping an outsider would temper their reactions. It. Did. Not. It went about as bad as I could imagine until—Matt saved the day. Now I have a baby daddy, and a not so fake fiancée to boot. Nothing can go wrong living in a make-believe relationship with the boy I’ve loved since I was eight. Nothing at all. Matthew I went that night to give Susie Q my support, not to almost punch her father and claim her as my own. I did though. The minute I saw the chance, I claimed her and her baby as mine. I don’t plan on giving them back.

Natalie One bad decision doesn't define you. Right? That's what I kept telling myself, but then I walked smack dab into another one. A six-foot-two, hands the size of dinner plates, turns my insides to jelly kind of mistake. It wasn’t my intention to kiss my professor, but I wasn't aware it was Dr. Eli Summers until he let me up for air and peeled his palms from my ass. We can thank my unwanted admirer for that. Now, he's offering me the protection of his reputation and the title of his fake girlfriend. The perfect solution, right? After all, there’s no way I'll fall for Mr. Tall Dark and Brooding.

Eli Who knew a mistaken kiss in the middle of a college bar would change my life forever. Once I thought I deserved to be alone. Now, Natalie is the beat of my heart. She forced me to realize the life I was living was only half complete. But if being on the stage means I leave her behind, I don’t think it’s a price I’m willing to pay.

Shelby When shit hits the fan, it splatters everywhere. As a single woman who works from home, the world shutting down around you isn't impactful. Seriously, what changes? You're already locked away, isolated in your own little bubble. But then a pandemic strikes, restrictions are put in place, and along comes Derrick. My childhood crush and my brother's best friend. Oh, did I mention he's a hot as sin Airline Pilot? With a quarantine in full effect, he's grounded two-thousand miles from home and—you've guessed it, begging for my couch and a fridge to eat out of until, well, to be determined. Locked at home is one thing. Locked inside with Derrick is a whole other beast. I'm officially screwed.

Marcus I knew an all-expense-paid trip to Vegas was too good to be true. After fifteen years of being a widow, my father is finally getting remarried. As Best Man, I have three responsibilities. Don't lose the ring Make it to the chapel on time Entertain my soon to be stepbrother, Jay Only, Jay turns out to be short for Jaime. And Jaime is the woman I brought home from the bar last night. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Right?

I'll stop you right there. I know what you're thinking. It's what everybody asks. No, I'm not banging my partner. I know she's gorgeous, wicked smart, and can kick a guys butt with her eyes closed. But she trusts me to guard her back. Not stare at her backside. It doesn't matter that every time I watch her slap the handcuffs on a suspect, I imagine she's doing it to me—one cuff on the wrist, the other to my headboard. Some lines can't be crossed—Until they can.