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When Shay Zucconi’s step-grandmother died, she left Shay a tulip farm—under two conditions. First, Shay has to move home to the small town of Friendship, Rhode Island. Second—and most problematic since her fiancé just called off the wedding—Shay must be married within one year.

Every summer, superstar surgeon Whitney Aldritch crashes weddings with her best friend. The first one was an accident, though after a decade of dropping in uninvited, they’re masters of their craft. They keep the rules simple, and they never go to bed alone.

Jasper-Anne Cleary’s guide to salvaging your life when you find yourself publicly humiliated, out of work, and unemployable at 35 - not to mention newly single: 1. Run away. Seriously, there’s no shame in disappearing. Go to that rustic old cottage your aunt left you. Look out for the colony of bats and the leaky roof. Oh, and the barrel-chested neighbor with shoulders like the broad side of a barn. Definitely look out for him....

Stuck back home in the quirky town of Friendship, Rhode Island, Beckett is scrambling to save his family's oyster bar and take care of his teenage brother. He doesn't have time to deal with the beautiful, sunshiney owner of the new cafe next door, too. His best friend's little sister may be all grown up, but Sunny's still a distracting pain in his side.

Two lonely hearts. Just once, Alex Emmerling would like to be someone's first choice. She's strong-willed and spunky, but she's left picking up the pieces from her ex's lies and manipulations, and daydreaming about taking a scalpel to his scrotum. Flying under the radar is what Riley Walsh does best. He's laid-back and loyal, but he wants the most off-limits woman in his world, and nothing will ever make that a reality. An arrangement of mutual benefit.

A tough-as-nails businesswoman. An arrogant Navy SEAL. A power struggle with no end in sight. I wasn't always a bitch. There's a dirty little trick to succeeding in business: the sweet and innocent rarely survive. I fought my way up from nothing, and I don't bend for anyone. Until Will Halsted ties me to a headboard and makes me his...for now. One wild, filthy night turns into another, and then...we can't stop. Each time we're together is more addictive than the last, but it's nothing more than a sexy escape from reality.

Mr. Santillian. Trotz der Tatsache, dass ich zurzeit in deinem Gästezimmer wohne und die meisten Nächte mit dir schlafe, kündige ich hiermit schriftlich mit einer Frist von zwei Wochen. In anderen Worten, ich finde jemand, der obszön überqualifiziert und willens ist, seine Zeit den wenigen Aufgaben zu widmen, die du dir aus deinem perfektionistischen, detailbesessenen Kontrollbereich entreißen lässt. Es wird vielleicht schwer, so kurzfristig einen Nobelpreisgewinner zu finden, der einfache Sekretariatsarbeiten verrichtet, aber ich werde mein Bestes versuchen.