Rules We Break

I have one rule to live by: Don't Date a DILF. I've seen the consequences of blurring the boundaries between teaching life and dating life, and I'm not about to take that kind of risk. But I didn't count on Hunter Rhodes walking into my school. Never expected that the broad-shouldered, stubble-jawed, absolute glory of a man would be such a sweet and caring father. Or that as a seemingly straight man, he might decide he wants me. If my Nana has her way... I'll be in love with someone by the end of the school year, but there's only one man who tempts me. With her matchmaking in overdrive and half the single women in Granville setting their sights on Hunter, faking a relationship could give us both a reprieve, but at what cost? It might be fun and games for Hunter, but separating pretend feelings from real won't be so simple for me. And then there's that rule... Can I date a DILF without disaster-or will all my fears come true? Contains mature themes.

For years, I've lived by one simple rule: Don't Mess With The Ex. It was an easy rule to follow when Laurence Kensington III was on the other side of the country. Now that he's shown up out of the blue to tell me we're still married? Not so much. I followed my heart into a whirlwind romance with him once, and it ended in a heartbreaking annulment. Or at least, I thought it did. I don't know what to think of the news we're still hitched. I've vowed to never be so impulsive or reckless again. But when he brings me a proposal that will help me achieve my dreams for Granville and refuse his entitled family something they want, I'm once more put to the test. Laurie is as handsome as I remember, and so damn tempting. His sweet gestures, generous spirit, and open heart make it a challenge to stick to my rule. But then, maybe messing with the ex wouldn't be all bad. Maybe it's time to write new rules. Is it really so wrong to follow my heart if my heart was right all along? Contains mature themes.

I'm not one for rules, but Don't Bang Your Stepbro is kind of a no-brainer. Until I wake up naked in a Vegas hotel room with my stepbrother, Beckett, each of us with a hell of a hangover and a matching wedding ring. We've already made a huge mistake, so what's the point in denying what's been simmering between us for ages? Might as well enjoy the honeymoon, right? But what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Or at least, it's supposed to. With a hometown of family and friends who see us as brothers, not lovers, we have to find a way back to who we were before this snafu. But some boundaries can't be uncrossed. You don't bang your stepbro, but maybe... maybe when he's your husband... you do. Contains mature themes.