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It all started when he rescued me from a dumpster. Not my best moment. Grumpy, broody, too hot to handle Walker needs a date for a wedding. Let the complications begin.

Boone Reeves was my everything once. Not anymore. Boone is back in town, and I want nothing to do with him. He might be panty-melting hot, but I can stand the heat. All I have to do is remember how he dumped me. Boone never did anything in half measures, and when he broke my heart, he broke it good. He was never supposed to come back to our small town. He definitely wasn't supposed to want a second chance, and I'm not about to give it to him.

Nothing gets by me. Nothing gets to me. On the field, or off. Until I meet Harper. One taste of her, and she brings me to my knees. I'll do whatever it takes to win her. She's brilliant, she's beautiful, and she's so reserved, she becomes the challenge I have to win.

I wasn't planning on falling in love. But I wasn't prepared for Finn. He's everything any girl would want. Tall, dark, and handsome with that whole rescue vibe that I didn't know was irresistible. It starts with dinner. Just a little harmless fun. Next thing I know, he's in way too deep. Then, he goes and rescues me again. What's a girl to do? Other than fall hard and fast.

Dani Love is the girl who got away. Actually, she dumped me. Not exactly a stroke to my ego. When I move back home, Dani is just as much everything as she was before. Maybe even more. Snappy and smart with an attitude for days. I want her, even if it's stupid. Dani can't decide if it's better to ignore me, or fight with me. I'll fight and win. She just doesn't see it coming yet.

I've known Daisy for years. She's all curves, but I'm not supposed to notice. Because we're just friends. I want her anyway. Relationships are messy, and I don't do messy. I've never had a problem keeping my distance. But the clock is ticking. This was supposed to be easy. I didn't count on wanting more.

My rules: No players. No flirts. No cocky jerks. My exception: Dawson Marsh. Dawson might be every girl's crush in this small town, but not mine. I can appreciate him from a distance, and that suits me fine. Except that one time he kissed me. Up close and personal. Once is a mistake. But the second time? Sublime. The man should come with some kind of a warning sign: Not safe for work! Hot to the touch! But what kind of girl can't handle a little friends with benefits action, right? The one who missed the most important warning: Danger, risk of falling.

My priorities are my daughter and my job as a first responder. Romance isn't even on the radar. Until one little package changes everything. In a single mind-blowing hour, I end up with a package meant for Valentina Smith, and I find out she's innocent. I won't even mention what's in that package. Next thing I know, my other brain gets the best of me. Valentina deserves the best, so that brain says, running my mouth like it has no business. I don't expect to fall for her. So hard it brings me to my knees. Did I mention she's meant to be worshipped?

The second I lay eyes on Zoe, I know I want her. Like mad. She's nothing but curves, but she hides them behind her oh-so-proper clothes. That only makes me want her more—and I'm used to getting what I want. Problem is . . . she's supposed to get me out of a bit of a legal jam. My attorney is a definite no-no. Or so Zoe says. She also says a few other things. My prim, professional, smoking hot attorney is innocent. Game. Set. Match. I will have her. There's only one thing I didn't count on. She might have me too.

Playing ball is easy. Falling in love is complicated. I want her. There's just one problem. She's my doctor, and she says it's a no-no. I've never been one to play by the rules. But she's not falling for me. Olivia is the challenge I have to beat. With her lush curves and her by-the-book attitude, all I want to do is show her exactly what she's missing. Again and again and again. I'll bring her to her knees . . . in more ways than one. I didn't count on her bringing me to my knees.