I'm a grumpy single dad. She's my ex-fiancée's best friend. Hiring her wasn't a part of the plan. Neither was falling for her. I'm an ex-country music star so finding a nanny for the summer won't be easy. The last thing I need is an employee who sees me as more than her boss. My daughter has my whole heart, and I don't have room for anyone else. That's what I think, until I lay eyes on June. Broken-hearted, sexy June is the reason I started singing in the first place. She's also the reason I stopped. The one who got away. My sunshine girl. Totally off-limits. She needs a job while she gets back on her feet. And when I see how she lights up my baby girls' life, I can't say no. Now I'm the one who wants more. Because having her under my roof is unbearable. And going to bed with her in the room next to mine is impossible. Each stolen summer night brings us closer to the day she'll leave this small town. But now that I've touched her, I won't let her go. F\*ck the plan. I'm going to make June mine.

I don’t want to share my enemy’s bed or wear his wedding ring. But I’ll do it if it means protecting my father’s diner… FML. Jesse Taylor has found a million ways to make my life hell. He arrests me, pats me down, and impounds my car. He shows up at my diner and grills me in front of my customers. He mocks me with his special nickname for me, “Angel”. The insufferable deputy takes pleasure in seeing me squirm, and I despise him for it. So when Jesse proposes a marriage of convenience, I flip him off. He’s the devil in uniform, and I will not be swayed. Until my diner is threatened. And I realize taking the deal is my only way out. I need protection. He needs to clean up his image. The rules are simple. One. We share his bed. Two. He calls me “my wife.” Three. We don’t fall in love. Even when his gaze softens along with his touches. Or when he puts it all on the line to give me what I’ve always wanted. I guess rules are made to be broken. I just hope Jesse doesn’t break what’s left of my heart.

I made a promise I’ll never break. “Don’t touch Hannah.” But we’re trapped together. And there’s only one bed. As an ex-Navy SEAL I’ve lost enough people. I don’t let anyone close to my heart or my home. But my best friend asks me to be his younger sister’s bodyguard. And I can’t say no. Hannah’s stalker ex is on her tail, and she needs protection. I will do anything to keep her safe. My infatuation with Hannah is my best kept secret. And touching her is a line I can’t cross. Until we’re caught in a storm. And the only warmth we have is body heat. She’s leaving town the minute the rain stops. But being with her is the only time I feel alive any more. F\*ck it. I’ll burn down the world to keep her safe. I’ll build her a new one to keep her home. And promises? They’re made to be broken.