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I'm a forty-year-old homeowner and former detective. My friends think a roommate is the solution to my recent funk, but I know that's the last thing I need. And even if they're right, sharing my home with Cal is a bad idea. The prickly SEAL rescue diver has muscles for miles, haunted eyes, a wounded soul, and wandering feet that won't be happy for long in Safe Harbor. Yet those fathoms-deep blue eyes have me making an offer I'll surely regret.

A traffic jam is the last thing Piper Holland needs in her already stressful day. The dry cleaner’s will soon close, and she really hopes to wear her luxury silk blouse when she pitches her theme to the editors of the magazine she works for. But when she finally sees what’s caused the backup, she feels a pinch of guilt: A man in a military uniform is gallantly pushing a stalled vehicle off the road.

Piper Mackenzie first sees him shirtless, standing in front of the military plane she was about to board, with one rather large wrench in his hand. The fact that he has the plane - the one that she’s about to be flying on for hours - in pieces only minutes before she’s set to take off on it doesn’t faze her. At least, not until a flippant joke about dying in midair leaves his lips.

Hawkeye operative Trace Romero lives on the edge, taking risks and thriving on danger. When his boss's little sister's house is broken into, he's tasked with keeping her - and her secrets - safe. Trace's arrival turns Aimee Inamorata's perfectly ordered life upside down. The dominant and infuriatingly arrogant man is the kind of jaded alpha male she's spent a lifetime avoiding. Now he's sleeping in her house, telling her what to do, looking like temptation and sin, igniting a flame that threatens to consume her.

Flaws? He has them. Laws? He breaks them. Dues? He’s paid them. Scars? He bares them proudly. Lessons? He’s learned them. Problems? He has one. Her name is Iris, and she’s the one thing in his life that he can’t control.

Jesse Johnson is a man everyone assumes will be a general. Everyone, that is, but Jesse himself. He isn’t sure if he wants to give that much to the military. His father has spent most of his life surviving a lonely existence with only his work for comfort. Jesse doesn’t want that—he wants it all: The woman who tempts him to misbehave.

Intoxicating smile. Sculpted arms. To-die-for eight-pack. And enough medals on his uniform to set off airport security from a mile away. He doesn't resemble the kid who shared my tree house with me, along with every perfect memory of my childhood. He protected me—long before he protected our country.

"Ich wollte das nicht, Nate, verstehst du das nicht? Ich wollte DICH, aber nicht etwas, das ich nie wieder gehen lassen kann ..." Als sein guter Freund Cory von einem mehrwöchigen Einsatz der Royal Canadian Navy zurückkommt, spürt Nathan sofort, dass sich nichts zwischen ihnen verändert hat: Sie sind einander noch immer vertraut – und scharf aufeinander. Aber auch wenn sie beide aktuelle Single sind, würde Nathan einen Teufel tun und diesem Verlangen nachgeben.