Love in Fairwick Falls

REEDAfter years in corporate architecture that stifled his creativity, Reed Berry is moving to Fairwick Falls and chasing his dream: opening a cozy bookstore.His plan? Design a bookstore that sparks wonder and a love of reading on a shoestring budget.The hitch? Pearl Bishophis new assistant, and the human embodiment of a "Do Not Touch" sign. She's all dark eyeliner, piercings, and attitude sharp enough to cut glass. And Reed? He's sunshine and golden retriever charm, which seems to make her want to throw him out the nearest window.Good thing he has his anonymous, late-night confidantimpossibly_bookishto escape to.His steamy, secret online crush gets him in ways Pearl never would.PEARLPearl Bishop is nobody's idea of a sweet, small-town girl. She's all death metal tattoos, piercings, and black lipsticka girl who's perfected the art of keeping people at a distance.Especially good guys like Reed Berry.He's her brother's best friend, her new boss, temporary roommate, and the poster boy for annoyingly cheerful. But the way he looks at her? Like she's the only woman who exists? It's messing with her carefully crafted armor.But Pearl's got bigger problems, like scraping together enough cash to start her allergen-free bakery and dodging her nosy neighbor, who is hell-bent on stopping both the bookstore and her bakery with permit red tape.The only person who sees past her sarcasm and ink-stained armor is her online confidant, hemingway_cansuckita guy she's been swapping filthy, flirty messages with for months.The man she's been falling for, text by text.The man she's agreed to finally meet in person....What could go wrong?Featuring:Black Cat / Golden Retriever (Opposites Attract)WorkplacePlus size FMCVirgin MMCBrother's best friendRoommates (Forced Proximity)Epistolary + Hidden Identity (Shop Around the Corner)Autism Rep

Luca Bishop made a rule: no dating until his daughter graduates high school. Period.Between running a growing auto body shop and solo-parenting, romance isn't just off the table-it's somewhere in the garage under a tarp.And with his schedule, it's time to hire a nanny. Enter his daughter's gorgeous new dance teacher, who's also their next-door-neighbor. The one who smells like cinnamon. Who makes his kid beam and who laughs like sunshine.The one who smells like cinnamon. Who makes his kid beam and who laughs like sunshine. And who already feels like his-if only she weren't leaving.Ballet didn't dump Olivia Maroo-it just stopped calling.At 33, Olivia knows pliés won't pay the bills forever, but she's not ready to hang up her pointe shoes just yet. So she returns to her hometown for the fall-where the maple syrup flows, the apple pie pancake breakfasts are elite, and the existential dread is pumpkin spice–flavored. She just needs a few months to train for auditions, regroup, and totally not fall apart.In exchange for studio space, she agrees to teach at the local dance studio. It's temporary. Chill. Fine....Until she accidentally volunteers to nanny for her most adorably chaotic student-who just so happens to live next door with her extremely hot, extremely off-limits single dad.It has to be temporary.But with cozy movie nights, cider-fueled slow dances, and a life she's already half in love with, she's not prepared for the kind of fall that changes everything.Featuring: Single dad x nannyNo third act breakupHe falls firstHurt/ComfortMutual piningNeighors-to-loversSpicy scenes! Falling at the Barre is a cozy, spicy, small-town romance that can be read as a standalone. HEA guaranteed, no cheating, no third act breakup, and no cheating!