Study Abroad

My grandmother has a saying: what's done in the dark always comes to light, especially in small towns with big secrets. And I was hiding the biggest secret of them all. Every summer I spent growing up at my grandparents' coastal estate was the same. Same cousins. Same chaos. Same long golf cart rides along the beach. But everything changed the summer I turned eighteen, when my grandparents' new housekeeper moved in with her son, Riley. With his big personality and head-turning looks, he was the local heartthrob. We fell in love instantly. Riley was my first everything. First love. First time. And my first heartbreak when he dumped me at the end of the summer. Ten years later, I'm back on the island for my best friend's wedding as her maid of honor. Who's the first person I literally stumble into? Riley Dixon. Even worse? He's the groom's best man, and a self-made billionaire to boot. Being forced to spend an entire week together for wedding festivities quickly leads to more: hot hate sex, late nights of sneaking out, and unexpected revelations. The boy I knew a decade ago is gone, and the hate becomes...something else entirely. And I begin to wonder if Riley is hiding some secrets of his own. I WISH I KNEW THEN is a small town, standalone romance. It is the first book in the Harbour Village Series.

He was the bad boy I fell for in college. Now he's a sexy single dad and Charleston's most successful venture capitalist. Dominant and decisive, Ford Montgomery is used to getting what he wants. And he just set his sights on me... Ford Montgomery was my first everything. First love. First guy I slept with. First heartbreak when he dumped me without explanation. A decade later, it's just my luck he's the first guy I run into after moving back to my hometown of Charleston. Three piece suit, tie, and a watch worth more than my car-being a mogul looks good on Ford. So does being a doting dad to his adorable four-year-old daughter. I tell myself I can resist him. But one impulsive, ill-advised kiss later, and Ford is in hot pursuit. He's determined to make up for his past mistakes, and convinces me to give him a second chance. What started as fun between the sheets gets really serious, really fast. Problem is, I swore I'd never give up the dreams I worked so hard for to settle down and do the family thing. But seeing Ford light up around his daughter-seeing how he's chasing his ambitions while rocking fatherhood-is making me rethink what I want out of life. It doesn't help that behind his corporate veneer is the bad boy I fell in love with. And bad boys aren't afraid to play dirty...or break hearts.

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Until I brought my fake girlfriend home. When I took a seat next to the gorgeous brunette at the blackjack table, I had no idea it would be the start of the hottest weekend of my life. By day, Stevie and I dominate the casinos of Sin City. By night, I dominate her in my penthouse suite. Then my brother Samuel ruins it by asking me to come home for his engagement party. Because he's not just getting married. This isn't a normal celebration for me. His future bride is my "one who got away." The girl I may or may not still be in love with. The catch? He wants me to prove I'm over his fiancée before they set a date. So I ask Stevie to double down on our chemistry and pretend to be my girlfriend. We set our ground rules: lots of sex, plenty of pretend smiles, and no strings. But we're not only gambling with the truth. We're gambling with our hearts. They say every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future. But Stevie's past may force us to fold on our future before it's even begun.

I swore I'd keep things friendly with the studly soccer player I met in Madrid...until we ended up naked together on his living room floor #Screwed #PunIntended Just friends... That's all I want to be with Rachel Collins, the sexy American student I meet at a party in my adopted hometown of Madrid. I'm looking for the real deal-someone who'll stick around Spain for more than a semester-so I resolve to keep her at arm's length. Even if she is gorgeous as hell. Smart. And as crazy about sports as I am. But friends don't kiss. They don't do sleepovers. And they definitely don't get rug burn from having the best sex ever on the living room carpet. RACHEL Our connection is instant. Intense. Fredrik has become the best friend I've ever had. The fact that he loves to cook breakfast for me is a plus. Especially when he cooks wearing nothing but his glasses. But I've got my dream internship waiting for me back in the states. And Fredrik is lining up a contract worth millions to stay in Madrid. We're playing with fire to keep seeing each other like this. But how can we resist when the sex is so great-really, really freaking great-and the fun we have together is even better?