“Mouth-to-mouth? I don’t think so, sweetheart. My tongue has much more interesting plans for you tonight.” It’s tourist season at Starfish Cove, but head lifeguard Max Killian isn’t in the water. He’s on probation, relegated to policing bonfires and beach weddings until his supervisor deems him fit for duty. No booze. No partying. No swimming. Hell, just about the only thing the boss didn’t outlaw is sex. And a hot, oh-so-f*ckable bridesmaid is just what Max needs to soothe his guilt-ridden soul… She may be standing up in her sister’s wedding, but Haley Scott doesn’t believe in happily ever afters—not with her family's track record. That doesn’t mean she’s not up for a little naughty fun with the right guy, though. Like that gorgeous, tatted-up lifeguard with the panty-melting eyes and muscles made for pinning her down… It’s a match made in one-night-stand heaven… until Haley’s nosy Aunt Bev catches them buck naked in the lifeguard tower, and Max introduces himself as her freaking boyfriend. Great. Turns out faking it with Max is about as easy as pretending to like her fugly bridesmaid dress. But when feelings deepen on both sides, can Haley open herself up to love, or will Max’s painful secrets send her swimming for the shore?