The gym is Lizzie’s life—it’s her passion, her job, and the only place that’s ever felt like home. Unfortunately, her bosses consider her a glorified check-in girl at best, and the gym punching bag at worst. When their son, Lizzie’s best friend, James, begs her to be his plus one at his perfect sister Cara’s wedding, things go wrong immediately, and culminate in Lizzie giving a drunken pep talk to a hot stranger in the women’s bathroom—except that stranger is actually the bride-to-be, and Lizzie has accidentally convinced her to ditch her groom.

When Remy's grandmother dies, it means leaving her life in San Francisco and returning to a town she swore she'd never revisit, forced to confront a world she'd worked hard to put behind her over the last twelve years. She's not expecting that the first girl to ever steal her heart, the pretty, popular Fallon Lewis, is still around, and in a town this small, their paths continue to cross, much to Remy's dismay. It's hard enough seeing her first love, but it's exponentially more difficult when she can barely stand to look at the woman.

Alright, no need to panic. Instead of never waking from my crash, I found myself relocated. Before the accident, I was a woman in her late 20s, working as a mid-level banker who was a rising star destined for greatness. I had a propensity to dress fancy, savor my yearnings for both sexes, and I enjoyed a pretty pampered life which made my transition onto a fantasy world a bit tenuous.

Emily Haskins has it all. She’s a marketer for one of New York City’s leading advertising firms, but she’s a workaholic, so when her free-spirited mother begs her to take time off to accompany her to Mountain Ridge Resort in Virginia, Emily reluctantly agrees. However, when they get there, her mom’s boyfriend shows up, and Emily starts to see that this trip was really a way for her mom to get a free vacay for her and her latest fling. Disgruntled, Emily’s mother-daughter bonding vacay is suddenly a solo affair.

On my 25th birthday, I received a letter. My mother had left me a piece of land in her will - the farm I grew up on as a child. Her last request was that I restore it...and how could I say no? So I returned to my little town full of big memories. Nothing has changed here. Except for Grant Werther. When we were kids, I barely saw him. Now I can't miss him. The guy is huge; all muscle and beard, like some hardened mountain man. He's intimidating...and definitely sexy, in an alpha-male-cowboy kind of way.