Scarlett Heat Freshly divorced, deliciously dangerous, and just moved in next door. That’s me—Scarlett. And baby, I didn’t come looking for peace and quiet… I came craving chaos. Every time I see those strong, dark arms mowing the lawn or…
It was just after sunrise when the first knock echoed through the quiet cabin. Vivienne stirred from Jack’s bed, skin bare under a linen sheet, her legs still aching pleasantly from the night before. Arielle was curled beside her, equally…
The sky was overcast. The wind moved through the trees in lazy waves. The scent of cedar, sawdust, and slow-burning pine logs drifted from the chimney. Jack was in the workshop, shirt off, hands dirty, shaping a cedar bench with…
It was the kind of morning that pretended to be innocent. The sun beamed down softly over the manicured streets, kids laughed in the distance from the community park, sprinklers hissed gently over front lawns. Grocery bags rustled. Coffee steamed…
The town square was alive. Bunting of red, white, and blue curled around light poles and storefronts. Booths lined Main Street—grilled corn, funnel cake, lemonade, hand-carved crafts. Laughter echoed across the green where kids ran with sparklers and old-timers tuned…
Scarlett Heat Freshly divorced, deliciously dangerous, and just moved in next door. That’s me—Scarlett. And baby, I didn’t come looking for peace and quiet… I came craving chaos. Every time I see those strong, dark arms mowing the lawn or…
It was just after sunrise when the first knock echoed through the quiet cabin. Vivienne stirred from Jack’s bed, skin bare under a linen sheet, her legs still aching pleasantly from the night before. Arielle was curled beside her, equally…
The sky was overcast. The wind moved through the trees in lazy waves. The scent of cedar, sawdust, and slow-burning pine logs drifted from the chimney. Jack was in the workshop, shirt off, hands dirty, shaping a cedar bench with…
It was the kind of morning that pretended to be innocent. The sun beamed down softly over the manicured streets, kids laughed in the distance from the community park, sprinklers hissed gently over front lawns. Grocery bags rustled. Coffee steamed…
The town square was alive. Bunting of red, white, and blue curled around light poles and storefronts. Booths lined Main Street—grilled corn, funnel cake, lemonade, hand-carved crafts. Laughter echoed across the green where kids ran with sparklers and old-timers tuned…