My husband was in a terrible accident that required six months of physical therapy. While I stood by him, cheering him on, he was making plans to leave me. For his physical therapist.

Dane always said love was like a puzzle: you start with the edges, build a frame, and trust the rest will fall into place. For years, he and Callidora fit perfectly, until his loyalty to his late friend's little sister became the missing piece that didn't belong. What began as compassion twisted into late-night calls, quiet rescues, and promises he had no right to make. When Calli reaches her limits, his apologies are desperate, his love real, but the picture they'd built together had already been pulled apart. Can Dane convince Calli that the picture they once started is still worth finishing, or has their puzzle already fallen apart for good?

He made me his ol' lady. I thought it was because he'd finally seen me as more than my brother's little sister. Until I heard him talking with his ex, I didn't realize he was with me out of guilt, that he'd promised to protect me. So I ran and didn't look back...until I had to go back to find him waiting for me.

I knew my best friend since childhood loved me. I knew it. And when I got back from my business trip, I was going to tell him how I felt, especially when he told me he had something exciting to tell me. But it wasn't that he loved me. He'd gotten married while I was on an overseas business trip to my worst enemy.

Enzio was a Hunter for the Body. He'd taken an oath to do his job, no matter what he had to do. Just how far was he willing to go? The biggest fear he had was if his wife, Moxie, would be there when he revealed just how far he had gone.

My wife gave birth to a red-headed baby. Only problem is, no one in my family has red hair, and never has as far as we know, and no one in her family does either. So, I accused my wife of cheating on me right after she gave birth, demanded a DNA test before I'd believe the baby was mine and left her alone in her hospital room with the baby. It didn't take me long to realize my mistake. And then I had to win her back.

My fiance has a girl best friend. I hate her and she hates me and she's hated me from the start. My hate grew over time. After some particularly vile things she said, I uninvited her to our wedding. Then Gibson said the wedding wouldn't be happening if she wasn't invited. So I handed him his rings back.