Fame and fortune should be good enough for him. I swore never to return to Texas, but my boss insisted I go scout out the next big music talent. I’d argue, but then someone might find out I grew up in a place that was the definition of unsophisticated. Boo. So when I find myself in a backwood, honky-tonk bar, all I want to do is get out of there before someone recognizes me. Of course, my ex-fiancé had to saunter through the door, and right as he took the stage, he totally saw me tip out of my chair. I will never live that down. All I have to do is convince Tyson to take the offer he’d...

There's no such thing as a second chance. My fears of becoming an old, shut-in cat lady are shelved when I’m invited to go on tour after appearing in a popular singing competition. It sounds like a dream come true until my ex, Warren, shows up unannounced and with horrible timing. Did he have to see me in public, wearing pajama pants and greasy, unwashed hair? Classy. Warren’s gorgeous singing voice and Southern charm are hard to ignore, but I will stay focused, even if it’s the death of me. Easier said than done when one glance from him makes my insides turn to mush. Warren doesn’t...

My heart’s a mess, but a charming veterinarian might have all the right remedies. The last place I thought I’d be after becoming a pediatrician is back in my hometown. I was supposed to be traveling the world, running medical clinics for underprivileged children, with a man who should have proposed by now. Instead, he dumped me. Wait. What? With my life on hold, I’ve sought refuge running a mobile pediatric clinic. The work is satisfying, and I have a great view of the hunky veterinarian across the street. Milo Fox is arguably the hottest bachelor in a 50-mile radius. With my heart in...

Plans are meant to be trashed. I pride myself on being in command of my life. Maybe it’s become slightly control freak-level, but I prefer predictability. So, when an unfortunate photo surfaces of me with Tad Fisher, the music industry’s favorite bad boy, it screws up my carefully calculated plans. I am not Tad’s girlfriend and the only thing crazier would be pretending that I am. Sometimes, drastic measures have to be taken to restore order. What does Tad get out of all of it? I’m the key to repairing his image. Dating a good girl might help sales of his sappy love songs, but not ...

It isn’t easy being adored by the hunky Hollywood bachelor who's my new neighbor. Okay, sure, that part might be easy. But, I never asked for the celebrity next door to keep coming around, offering to help me on my farm. He can keep his winning smiles to himself and quit trying to make me laugh, because there’s one little problem: We were best friends once, and he doesn’t even remember. Now he’s shoveling things I don’t want to shovel and working shirtless under the hot sun while I’m very much not looking. Though he’s kind and funny and everything I’ve ever wanted, I keep ...