Branston Bandits

Riggs Malone. Star quarterback and captain of the football team. The boy all the girls wanted and all the boys wanted to be. My first love. And the only person who ever broke me. I have a great life. I've fulfilled my dream of running my own coffee shop-slash-library in my hometown, I own my own home, and I have the best group of friends a girl could ask for. Everything is perfect. Or it was. When a neighboring town starts its very own professional football franchise, he gets himself traded to be the starting quarterback of the Branston Bandits. And before I know it, he's purchased the house next door, moving in with a neighborly smile like he didn't destroy me all those years ago...when he made a disgusting bet with his teammates to take my V-card, which I was eagerly and naively willing to give him before I found out the truth. Well, if Riggs Malone thinks its all water under the bridge, he has another thing coming. I don't forgive easily, and I never forget. I'm about to make his life a living hell. Let the prank war begin. The Turnover is a steamy, enemies-to-lovers romantic comedy with lots of laughs, plenty of heat, and more than a few cookies that are...ahem...anatomically correct. And if you're worried about Riggs' ability to be redeemed, don't worry. While he did, in fact, make the bet, all wasn't as it seemed...

Clean cut, all-American, hot as sin, and sweet enough to lick all over. Thats how my friend Skye describes Miles Blake. Its how Id describe him, too, if I didnt just find out the one-night stand that rocked my world is my best friends fiancs best friendGod, what a mouthful. Now, the cats out of the bag, and despite the lingering attraction between us, Ive locked him firmly in the friend zone. What else am I supposed to do? If I allow myself to enjoy Miles the way I want to, what will happen when things inevitably go bad? Wed be putting our prospective best friends in the middle, thats what. And I refuse to be the cause of tension between my bestie and the love of her life. No way. No how. But it doesnt take long for the desire simmering inside me to come to a head. Miles is charming, funny, gorgeous, and kindeverything I could want in a man wrapped in a sexy package that makes my body revolt against my mind and its ridiculous decision to keep things friendly. So we make a dealwell remain friends, but withahembenefits. Nothing changes outside of the bedroom, and when we end the physical stuff, well remain friends. No harm. No foul. Its the perfect plan, right?

When I let my most embarrassing secret slip to the person I wanted it kept from most of all. Damn you, tequila. I'm a grown woman. I turned thirty this year, and I've been running my own business for the last decade, a dream I made a reality all on my own. I have an amazing group of friends. Life is good. I'm happy. Well, except for one little problem I'm still a virgin. How did this happen? How did I manage to live this long without ever making it past second base? I don't know. Maybe it just never felt right. Maybe I was waiting for something. Or someone. When local football star Foster McKenna moves into my bed & breakfast for a long stay while his own house is being built, I know it's him. He's the one I've been waiting for. I'm finally ready to get rid of this V-card, once and for all, and Foster is just the man to divest me of it. I've been crushing on him for months, and now that were here, all alone in this big house. But when a little liquid courage turns into a full-on bender, I accidentally let my secret slip. And all the things I liked about Foster his honesty, his integrity, his kindness and strength of will turn out to be the bane of my existence. Despite being obviously attracted to me, he won't give me what I want. He's trying to protect me. From him. From myself. Well, screw that. If he won't rid me of this godforsaken virginity, I'll find someone who will. Then maybe he'll see me as a woman, and not some fragile flower he needs to protect. Oh, but he doesn't like that idea. Not one little bit.