Camp Bexley

Anderson Bexley was the love of my life . . . or so I thought. For years, I convinced myself that one day he would see me as more than the bubbly activities director at his family's campground. Sure, he was ten years older. Deeply tortured. And far too devoted to the family business to make time for his own happiness. But none of that mattered. Especially after one blissful night when he was all mine. I thought our forever had finally begun, but he broke my heart instead. A year later, I'm moving on. In a new city. At a new job. With a new man. Add in the fact that I just landed my first big account, and things can't possibly get better. Until I hear my first client is none other than Anderson Bexley. Now, I'm heading back to a place I had once called home. Back to Camp Bexley. Back to him. Only this time, I'm determined to walk away on my own terms . . . with my heart intact. Contains mature themes.

Jamison Bexley is the one who got away. If only I hadn't pushed him. Seven years ago, he was my everything. My confidant. My safe haven. My best friend. However, dating him was never an option. Not when his eyes gravitated toward every girl in town but me. That is, until the curse of bad timing found us both . . . and struck. All it took was one night. One big mistake. Altering everything we could ever be. I'm still paying for my sins all these years later. Life has been downright cruel. I'm working countless hours trying to hold onto the pieces of my shattered dreams. Determined that nothing will keep me from my end goal. Until Jamison struts back into our small town and gets a firsthand glimpse of my life. Suddenly, he wants to be my knight in shining armor. But I don't need a savior. Those moments in time are long gone. And he's about to realize why. Contains mature themes.

Benson Bexley has always had a heart of stone. Apparently nothing has changed. When he returns home after a decade gone, I recognize him right away. How could I forget him? He's the same cocky flirt who slid dirty poetry to me in art class. With the same stone-cold stare that shielded his soul from the world. And that same sharp-edged jaw that cut straight through my heart like a dagger. Fortunately, this time I see right through his arrogant charm. Even better, he doesn't remember who I am. I have no intention of reminding him. After all, it's only a matter of time until his nomadic lifestyle takes him away again. When his poetic charm strikes once more, I play along. Maybe it's time he got a taste of his own medicine. Revenge. It's not in my nature. But Benson Bexley deserves nothing less. It's time for that heart of stone to shatter. Contains mature themes.

All Cayson Bexley ever wanted was to fly . . . Until a near-fatal crash clipped his wings, sending the injured military pilot back to his hometown and living right next door to me. From the moment our eyes meet, the attraction is undeniable. I mean who wouldn't fall for that achingly gorgeous face, his clean-cut demeanor, and sweet, small town charm? Other than our mutual love of music, we're as opposite as two people can be. Which is precisely why I friend-zone him the moment he shows interest. But as time goes on, my heart softens to this man who once had it all-a literal hero floundering to find his purpose. In the midst of my own struggles, I could certainly use a friend. Heck, I could use more than that. And I'm not afraid to let Cayson know it. When I discover my hunk of a neighbor is as shy as he is inexperienced, I offer him a distraction he can't possibly refuse. We already share a very thin wall. Why not a bed too? There's only one catch: he'll have to promise not to fall in love with me . . . A no-strings hook-up is every man's dream, right? What could possibly go wrong? Contains mature themes.