Laurie Ann Lombardi

For months he’d thought of her as a mystery woman, draped in a black velvet cloak, with outrageous red curls, flawless skin, and carrying a large, odd case—but the night David Dodd saw a helicopter drop a chunk of metal through the roof of his lovely neighbor’s bedroom, he finally got to meet the formidable and delightful Katherine Finn. Rescuing damsels and fixing roofs was dangerous work, he told her, and at the very least he deserved a kiss—didn’t he?

Downsized, broke, and dumped, 38-year-old Marley sneaks home to her childhood bedroom in the town she couldn't wait to escape 20 years ago. Not much has changed in Culpepper. The cool kids are still cool. Now they just own car dealerships and live in McMansions next door. Oh, and the whole town is still talking about that Homecoming she ruined her senior year.

Did I think I was going to fall for my coach's daughter? The answer would be no. I'm still unclear on how I got into this predicament in the first place. A year ago, I was a man with one thought on his mind, the redhead I met at a hotel bar. Twelve months later, I found her. Unfortunately for me, she not only happens to be my very off-limits coach's daughter, but also . . . my new assistant and roommate.

She’s supposed to be teaching him about healthy cooking, but instead, he’s going to learn about love… After Rob nearly dies from a heart attack, his daughters give him an ultimatum: get healthy or else. To help him along, they hire a personal chef to teach him how to cook and change his diet. Renee specializes in heart-healthy vegetarian food, but her new student is a little stubborn. The grumpy military veteran doesn’t want to replace his bacon with tofu, and he really doesn’t want to give up his fast food habit. But she’s got a few tricks up her sleeve and she’s not giving ...

When Shay Zucconi’s step-grandmother died, she left Shay a tulip farm—under two conditions. First, Shay has to move home to the small town of Friendship, Rhode Island. Second—and most problematic since her fiancé just called off the wedding—Shay must be married within one year.

"Don't worry. I can't get pregnant." Famous last words. I said them to a hot one-night stand during my divorce-cation to reassure him when the condom broke. After all, one of the reasons my marriage ended is that I couldn't get pregnant, and my terrible ex blamed me for it.