Pro snowboarder Stella Lazarus has loved her brother's best friend for as long as she can remember. But the one time she tried to tell him, she was shot down faster than you can say "competitor disqualified." Until one crazy night in Tahoe, when Stella finally gets her man. Or does she? In the morning, Stella and Bear wake up to the worst kind of news. The sort that sends them racing back to Vermont, and straight into the arms of family obligations, guilt and responsibility. Bear can't believe that he slipped up so badly with Stella. Even if his best friend weren't fighting for his life in a hospital bed, it would still be unforgivable. Wracked with guilt, he devotes himself to his friend's recovery, denying himself the very person he loves. And the very thing he needs.

They don’t play for the same team. Or do they?Jamie Canning has never been able to figure out how he lost his closest friend. Four years ago, his tattooed, wise-cracking, rule-breaking roommate cut him off without an explanation. So what if things got a little weird on the last night of hockey camp the summer they were eighteen? It was just a little drunken foolishness. Nobody died. Ryan Wesley’s biggest regret is coaxing his very straight friend into a bet that pushed the boundaries of their relationship. Now, with their college teams set to face off at the national championship, he’ll finally get a chance to apologize. But all it takes is one look at his longtime crush, and the ache is stronger than ever. Jamie has waited a long time for answers, but walks away with only more questions— can one night of sex ruin a friendship? If not, how about six more weeks of it? When Wesley turns up to coach alongside Jamie for one more hot summer at camp, Jamie has a few things to discover about his old friend...and a big one to learn about himself.

He puts the "screw" in screwball comedy...BRYNNAt thirty-four, I’m reeling from a divorce. I don’t want to party or try to move on. I just want to stay home and post a new recipe on my blog: Brynn’s Dips and Balls.But my friends aren’t having it. Get out there again, they say. It will be fun, they say. I’m still taking a hard pass. Free designer cocktails, they say. And that’s a game-changer. Too bad my ex shows up with his new arm candy. That’s when I lose my mind. But when my besties dare me to leap on the first single man I see, they don't expect me to actually go through with it.TOMAll I need right now is some peace and quiet while my home renovation TV show is on hiatus. But when a curvy woman in a red wrap dress charges me like she’s a gymnast about to mount my high bar, all I can do is brace myself and catch her. What follows is the hottest experience...