From USA Today Bestselling Author A. M. Wilson comes a brand new steamy, small town romance! A dog named Slipper almost ruined my life. The uncatchable stray snuck on the patio where I was waitressing and knocked me straight into Lee Powell's lap. My fist slammed into his junk. Then I accidentally flipped his breakfast platter onto his pants. I thought it couldn't get any worse, but when I bring my brother to baseball practice, I discover his new coach is none other than Lee, owner and founder of Powell Dog Sanctuary, and he's not happy to see me. I try to keep my distance from the hottest grump I've ever seen and ignore what it felt like curled against his broad, muscled chest. But a bad case of the flu changes everything. He stumbles on to my biggest secret and reveals a few of his own. He can't seem to stay away from me. He says he's too old for me, but I couldn't care less when he makes me feel cherished. But then his past raises its ugly head, and he breaks our connection in a moment of suspicion. Lee's afraid of being hurt again, but I'm the one left abandoned.

Ten years ago I left my marriage and the love of my life. On paper my husband checked the boxes. 1. Devastatingly handsome 2. Wild and carefree 3. And a skilled lover… if you know what I mean But Corjan Powell was a bad husband. I knew we both deserved more and were too young to be saddled with a lifetime of resentment and regret. After a year of confrontations and no change, I didn’t even give him the chance to refuse divorce papers. One disastrous fight too far, I wrote him a note and I left. “But Bree, what happened over those ten years?” you ask. Resentment. And regrets. Until one random Sunday afternoon, I collide with someone in a crowded airport and look up into Corjan’s familiar intense blue eyes. I’m scared of my own reaction. The racing heart, the sweaty palms, the shock telling me I’m not over him. I do the only rational thing and escape as fast as I can onto my connecting flight. The problem? I accidentally grab his cell phone from the floor and leave mine behind. Now we’re a thousand miles apart, and he has my entire life in his hands and I have his in mine. And we’re about to find out if there’s love left between us or if we strayed too far after all this time.

Whitney thought she was safe from her toxic marriage the day her husband died… From the moment I return to my hometown for a fresh start, my plans begin to crumble. The rental house that looked perfect online is actually a health hazard. My new job at the hospital postpones my start date. And a historic blizzard is about to dump nearly three feet of snow across the state, making doing just about anything impossible. When my infant son screams down the motel into the early morning hours and causes the other guests to complain, I’m mortified and ready to brave the impending blizzard to find someplace else. Until Jack Powell, the gorgeous motel owner and my childhood crush, makes an offer I can’t refuse. His house. To stay in to ride out the storm while he returns to the motel. Quiet. Safety. Solitude. Except one poorly-timed diaper disaster sends us all into chaos, and the blizzard strands us together in his house. He teases me with a glimpse of something beautiful. A man who’s attentive with my kids and worships my post-baby body, stretch marks and all. Once the storm passes, Jack decides to let us go, keeping only the memories of our unforgettable time together. But when my past finds us not long after, Jack can’t run from his protective nature. He’s determined to fight for all three of us. Even if that means he has to surrender.

Winding up stranded in a wedding dress on the back forty of some grump’s property wasn’t exactly on my bucket list. The memory of why I jumped out of my ex-fiancé’s car in a wedding dress is a bit hazy. Or maybe I was pushed. Disoriented, I stumble through the trees until exhaustion forces me to rest. Time passes in a feverish blur, but eventually, I’m discovered by a friendly dog and her unfriendly owner, Jude Powell. The gorgeous grump isn’t too pleased with my disheveled appearance. That doesn’t stop him from ripping my ruined dress to create a makeshift sling for my arm and taking me to the emergency room. To thank him for his reluctant hospitality, I take off without a backward glance… after borrowing his van and his watch. He tracks me to the local pawn shop with a proposition—work at his dog sanctuary, and he’ll provide me with room and board. He’s used to taking in strays, after all. Considering that I can’t remember my recent past, and what I can recall isn’t worth returning to, it’s an offer I can’t refuse. Now we bicker over breakfast, which turns into long, heated looks. Soon enough, we’re stealing soft touches, and I realize Jude is revealing a side of himself that he rarely shows. He becomes a protective force in my life, especially once my ex tracks me down. But Jude’s keeping a secret of his own. One he believes makes him unworthy of my affection. And while he’s preoccupied trying to keep me safe, it’s up to me to prove he’s wanted after all.

After three years of dancing at the best club in Minneapolis, I’m forced to return to my hometown. Pregnant. Single. And my only skill is twirling around a pole. I return to my old job, dancing with one goal in mind. To save enough money to provide for my child. But night after night, he becomes impossible to ignore. Aiden Powell watches me from his front and center seat, his sharp blue eyes flickering in the strobe lights as he stalks my every move across the stage. The haunted look in his unwavering gaze isn’t the carefree man I remember. I fight to defy the magnetic pull to dance only for him. Until one night, I let my guard down and chemistry sparks beneath his hands. Aiden pursues me with passion, while I build a fortified fence to protect myself. I’ve been burned before, and I’m not eager to feel the pain again. But when a serial stalker begins targeting dancers, Aiden decides I’m not safe on my own. He shows up on my doorstep with a packed bag and his battle-worn cat, determined to make his presence known. This relationship is supposed to be fake. A ruse to keep me away from the interest of a deranged man. Too bad my heart fails to receive the message as Aiden begins to show me the real him. People in little clothing hardly catch my eye, but there’s something about Aiden in a towel that softens my defenses. And when he admits I’m the first woman he’s ever been with? He spells out exactly what he wants with no room for error—Me. But I should know better than to let my walls crumble. Because when that stalker sets his sights on me, Aiden’s determination won’t be enough to keep me and my baby away from harm.