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After years of playing the trophy, puppet, perfectionist, I've forgotten who I am. Until the boy from my past walks back into my life. Handsome as sin, charming beyond belief - Stone Rivers is temptation personified. Our combustible chemistry shatters my resolve. His blistering kisses remind me of everything I used to want. But our present is just as messy as our past. And reckless as it may be, I can't let him go.

Sometimes love makes plans for you while you're busy making plans of your own . . . Finding myself over thirty and divorced, living in the same small town where I grew up, was not exactly the fast track to personal success. So I took action. I landed a job with a bigger practice in a big city...

I'll just admit it right up front - I don't love the holidays. In fact, Christmas makes me downright cranky. Call me the Grinch if you must, but if your dad chose that day to decide he was wrong about that whole wanting a family thing, you'd grow up miffed about mistletoe, too. Every candy cane, ugly sweater, and falalalala reminds me of the worst day of my life. So when my uncle - a bigwig network executive - gives me one last shot to salvage my disastrous TV production career, I've got no choice but to suck it up, head to the small town of Singletree, and fake festive.

I had it all. Killer job, to-die-for apartment overlooking the Hudson, and the successful, doting boyfriend. Well, he was successful, at least. Guys who dote don't break up with you via Post-It. After that, I did the one thing I swore I'd never do. I went home to the smallest small town there is - a place so backward my family was still engaging in a hundreds-of-years-old feud with the Tuckers. Maybe it had evolved from the days of shooting one another to slightly more benign things, like filling family stores with crickets and moving a two-ton moose around town.

She's back in town. The only girl to ever hold my heart in her hands is back in town. The news is like the blow from a hammer. It prevents any constructive thoughts from forming in my mind. All I can see is her. All I can think about is how I've missed her. All I know is that I have to keep her at arm's length to protect her. From the threats still coming the club's way, and from...me.  

He needed a purpose. The Ciphers MC gave him a chance. But then he met her. And risked it all.

The only child—the miracle baby—of bikers Jett and Luna Cocker, I was raised to be like them, a hero and a rebel. You might even say I'm the leader of the kids who grew up in The Cipher's MC and who, now as adults, save the innocent alongside our parents. But we were forbidden to think of each other as anything other than blood, even though I share none with them. Can I help it if I want to do what I do best? Ignore the rules, and break down locked doors? One rule I cannot break is my own: Never, ever, fall in love.