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Shaw Daniels is the bane of my existence. Always has been. Always will be. When we were kids, he annoyed me to no end by being good at everything. He didn’t have to study or really even try. Meanwhile, I tried too much and still lost to him. Then when we were teenagers, our rivalry became twisted. He started sabotaging all my relationships. I retaliated by doing the same to him. Now, we’re adults and we should be able to move on. But when I become a physical therapist for his professional hockey team, it seems as though we can’t let go of our rival tendencies.

I’m being forced to move in with my brother’s best friend. After my life falls apart, the last person I want to face is my childhood crush. Much less live with him. Unfortunately for me, my overprotective brother and his equally overprotective best friend show up on my doorstep and don’t take no for an answer. I put up my best fight, but it’s no use. Soon enough, I’m boarding a plane with them and my newborn son.

My ex-boyfriend is engaged to my stepsister. Yeah, it shocked me too. So much so, that when my ex tells me, I grab the first guy I see and pretend he’s my fiancé. Somehow it only gets wilder from there, because the guy I grab happens to be Grayson Carter, a notorious flirt and extrovert to the max. Also, the guy I turned down a month before while dating said ex-boyfriend. Grayson surprisingly goes along with my plan, throwing pet names and flirty lines at me all while putting on this protective facade in front of my ex that makes my knees weak.

It’s not stalking if he’s your hot neighbor…right? At least, that’s what I tell myself when Adrian Carter moves in next door. His scowl should make me want to run in the other direction, but when I catch him smothering a smile around me, it makes me want to get to know him more. And when Adrian starts to open up, I find myself falling in love with the cinnamon roll center hidden beneath his gruff exterior. But between my emotional baggage and his aversion to relationships, it’s looking like we’ll never be more than neighborly.

Golf is for rich, pretentious jerks who need something to do while they gossip. That’s always been my opinion. So when my best friend lands me an interview with Miles Day—the youngest golfer to ever win the Masters—I almost say no. But the six-figure salary attached to the position is too good to pass up. Miles gives me the job as his assistant with one caveat—don’t fall in love with him. Easy. So easy that I laugh in his face when he so much as suggests the possibility. Except… the more time I spend with Miles, the harder it is to resist his charming smile and glittering green eyes.

I like to live my life with no regrets. The only exception? Levi Carter. Five years ago we met on vacation and fell into an innocent flirtationship. And like all the women in cliche romance novels—I’d know since I read them obsessively—I fell in love. Then I promptly chickened out of admitting my way-too-soon-red-flag-feelings and left Levi behind, with nothing but his first name to remember him by. I thought I’d never see him again, but then I walk into my new job as a police department therapist and… there he is.

Callum Sterling is a grumpy jerk. A ridiculously hot one, but still. I’ve battled with Callum during our quarterly conference calls over the past year, but now we get to spar in person. And not only are we forced to work together every week, but we have to spend time together outside of work, too. At first, I was ready to fight, but the chemistry between us becomes undeniable, the more time we spend together.

My long-term boyfriend just broke up with me, and I swore off men for the new year because of it. So, when I need a date to appease my mother during her southern society events, I’m forced to look into boyfriends of the fake variety. Bennett is quick to jump to the task. And the more time we spend together, the more I realize why I had a crush on him years ago…

My best friend’s brother broke my heart five years ago. He left me behind after our summer together to chase his dreams in Nashville. Now he’s back, all rich and famous, and my best friend wants us to write a song together for her wedding. The last thing I want to do is write a love song with the man who broke my heart, but I love my best friend too much to tell her no. He starts trying to win me back again with grand gestures and flirty lines, but I can’t give in. My mother chased my biological father down for years, and all it led to was heartbreak. I won’t repeat her mistakes.