Dahlia
To everyone in Cedar Bluff, I'm just Dahlia Monroe. The sweet waitress who always played by the rules. After spending only twenty years with my mother, grief led me back under my father's roof. But it was in his best friend that I found the missing piece. I crumbled the instant I caught sight of smoldering whiskey eyes and swift brushes that unraveled me marrow deep. The second our worlds collided, everything I ever wanted went up in flames. Leaving him and the insatiable desire to let him have me. Wanting him was a betrayal, but he was the only man that ever made me feel seen. Desire didn't ask for permission.

And neither did we.

Harlan
I was perfectly fine. Happy on my own. Work, home, repeat. When I found out my best friend's daughter would be moving in with him after the passing of her mother, I didn't expect more than polite smiles and uncomfortable small talk. But the second our paths crossed, everything changed. Honey sweet smiles and pasture green eyes captured me at every corner of Cedar Bluff, and haunted the backroads of my mind. One night was never going to be enough. I knew that. We tried to resist and failed. Horribly. Gorgeously.

But what will I say to my best friend when I tell him his daughter is carrying more than just our secret nights of explosive passion?

Loving her was a choice I could never unmake.

One big secret in the smallest of towns.
Two pink lines.
A forbidden love blooming rare as a five leaf clover.

No cheating.
No cliffhanger.
HEA
Spice
Small town