Sadie Stephens has loved her brother's best friend, Lincoln Carver, since she was a girl, but a family feud involving a runaway bride closed any options for a romance. Lincoln's only interest in her now is one of obligation and guilt. After all, he's the one responsible for the lassoing "incident" (don't ask. Lincoln's life was perfect until his matchmaking granny stuck her nose in his business. Now, he's accidentally injured his best friend's sister, the woman partly responsible for a family feud.

From a bestselling author, a feel-good, sweet romantic comedy involving a midwife with a secret, a hot doctor, and a reunion a long time coming. No shortage of small-town shenanigans, including a matchmaking aunt, and a town far too involved in the outcome of this second-chance, first love romance.

My new boss is my baby's daddy . . . he just doesn't know it yet. But when he sees my son for the first time . . . feels a fatherly connection that he can't describe, he knows something is wrong. Five years ago, Carter and I had one unforgettable night just before he moved away. I tried to find him, but fate had other plans. Now, five years later, he's back in town. And my baby's daddy is my prick of a new boss.

Emilia has always secretly liked Damian, so when he turns on the charm in Las Vegas, she's easily swept off her feet. By the end of the night, they are married and have spent the night together. She thinks Damian married her in a drunken haze and offers an annulment. But when their Vegas wedding hits the gossip sites, Damian suggests staying married for a while to avoid a PR mess.

I crafted a perfectly simple life for myself and my son. It was peaceful and lonely, exactly how I wanted it. Then my new neighbor moved in and ruined everything. Archer Green. Not just a member of a motorcycle club but the president. The leather jacket on his broad back, along with all its various patches, might as well have been red flags, warning me to stay away all the while his looks dared me not to. Ignoring him was futile. Still, I tried. Until Archer showed up in my son’s classroom, ready to read for storytime hour.