The sunshine that warmed me and made me smile.We had one summer. One perfect summer, until the day it ended.Years later, she walked back into my life. Older. Sadder. More beautiful than ever.How can I prove to her that summer was real?How do I make her see the boy who loved her then, still loves her now?How do we get back to the summer when we were us?

    2) I hate your gorgeous cocky smile, and how you don’t know me at all. 3) I hate the way you stare at me as if I was your most precious thing. 4) I hate your expensive Italian suits. 5) I hate our one-night fling. 6) I hate that you’re always wrong, but your ego is too big to see it. 7) I hate how awkward you acted, when I told you I was pregnant. 8) I hate how you crept into my heart, and how deeply you cared for me. 9) Lastly, even though you represent everything I hate… I hate that I fell for you just like every other girl you know. Sawyer West… I love you, and I hate that I love you. If only I could be certain you’re no longer the boy from college I once knew. With our baby girl on the way, could we truly make us work? If only we weren’t so different, then maybe things could be so different… P.S. - I still hate working for you. Berlin Roth

    I escaped Texas and broke his heart to save myself. Five years later, my dreams shattered, I’m on a bus, back to the place I never wanted to be. Liam Moore After years without contact, I find her green eyes staring back at me, and I realize how much I’ve missed her. She doesn’t want me in her life, but I don’t know how I’ll make it without her in mine. Sometimes, the thing you’re most scared of has the power to save you in the end. ***Intended for mature readers due to content.

    Did McHottie just ask me to fake an engagement? You would think I would say no. You would think I wouldn't move in with a complete stranger. You would think I wouldn't give that stranger my virginity. Most days I'm a pillar of restraint.But some gravitational pull made both of us complete idiots for each other.Now we're knee deep in scandal.And this arrangement is getting more dangerous by the minute.60 days to convince myself it's only fake.Two months before I never feel his touch again.One chance to tell him about my secret.

    And I've got my sights set on her.My old high school hookup. The first woman who screamed my name, but not the first or last to curse it.She'll curse it again before this is all over.Because I need a fake fiancée, a sweet family girl who'll convince my hard-*ss father that I'm worth my inheritance.30 days. No strings attached. And a promise that I can and will save her from losing everything.There's just one rule, I tell her,"Don't fall for me."

    I want a divorce. To get what I want, I’ll have to give him what he does.***From New York Times & USA Today bestselling author, Nicole Williams:The only benefit I want from my ex is a divorce. We got married for all the wrong reasons. The one thing we got right was our separation. I should have known better than to think I could bet on forever with a guy like Canaan Ford. Everything about him screamed impermanent, from his wild eyes to his restless soul. When I left him and the small town I’d spent my whole life in, I swore I’d never go back. Never only turned out to be five years. Canaan claims he’s changed, but he hasn’t—same knowing smile, same rough demeanor, same body crafted from sin and sinew. And yet, something is different. He thinks this is his chance for redemption. My disagreement comes in the form of divorce papers dropped in his lap. He refuses to sign them. Unless . . .He wants a month to prove himself to me—that’s his offer. One month to make me fall in love with him again and if I don’t, he’ll sign the papers. As much as I want to say no, I agree. I can suffer my ex for a short amount of time if that’s what it takes to be free of him once and for all. I fell for him once; I won’t make that same mistake twice. He says we’re not over. I say we were over before we got started. Only one of us can be right, and I can’t let it be him.