Sometimes broken hearts need whiskey. Sometimes they need music. Other times, only a night with a stranger will soothe the pain. On the night Isaac and I met, we tried all three. When it was over, we went our separate ways. We planned to never see each other again, but I should really know by now that plans don’t work out the way they're supposed to. It has been four years since that night, and it’s a bizarre twist of fate that lands me in need of help only Isaac can give. I don’t want to be attracted to him, but I am. I don’t want my heart to skip a beat when it sees him, but it does. And I really don’t want him to look at me that way, but he won’t stop. Because things aren't like they were four years ago. And this time? We don’t have the option of parting ways when the sun comes up.

\*Author's Note: All books in The Time Series are standalone.Yesterday, I got engaged. I said yes to a man who loves me, and I love him. Happiness should shine brightly from my head to my toes. But that’s not happening. Despite this ring on my finger, I can’t stop looking back at my life, back to the boy who cast a spell on me a long time ago. It’s true, there is no love like your first. I was eighteen when Noah Sutton stole my heart. He was destined for greatness, and I could barely scrape together enough money to help my mother pay our rent. We spent that summer pushing limits, breaking rules, and living in moments I thought would last forever. None of that stopped us from breaking each other’s hearts. I could tell you we were too different. That we were doomed from day one. You would probably agree with me when I say first loves are rarely last loves. Or, I could start at the beginning, and tell you our story. There’s just one little problem: the more I think about Noah, the more certain I become that I’m marrying the wrong man. Oh, boy. I think this is going to get messy.

\*Author's Note: Each novel in the Time Series can be read as a standalone. Brynn Escape. That was my sole focus. Forget the headlines, forget the threats. Forgetting what I’ve done? Never. To disappear, I needed money. I fled the big city in the desert to hide in a small town amongst the pines. The plan? Blend in, work until I have what I need, and then vanish. The problem? Connor Vale ruined everything. Falling for him would be easy, if it weren't for one inescapable truth: For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, and nobody around me is safe. Connor Brynn Montgomery slammed into my life like a category five hurricane. She stepped in front of my truck, and everything changed. One second to swerve, one second to jump from my vehicle, one second to never be the same. I gave her a job. It wasn't a smart idea. She’s guarded, withdrawn, and aloof. She wears shirts with snarky sayings and won’t let me get within a foot of her. She doesn’t talk much, so I watch her move. Unspoken pain pours from her eyes, emotion moves with each twist of her lips. Hidden behind her prickly exterior is a tenderness that mesmerizes me. Every day she reveals a piece of herself. Every day I get closer to learning about the fear that grips her. Every day I fall a little more in love with her.