GRAB YOUR COPY: HART BREAKER is FREE

HART BREAKER is FREE for five days starting 8/17/26!

What to expect: 

🏈 Pro football player

🍻Sassy brewery owner

🚫 Forbidden

👭🏻 Sisters ex (ish)

🚪Open ‘locker room’ door spice

💕 Friends to Lovers

🏘️Small town feels

✔️Found Family

💪🏽Alpha hotness

EXCERPT:

“Worse places to have to stay the night. Backup generator if power goes out is the bonus.”

“I have that at my place, too,” she huffs.

“I, uh, yeah, I’m gonna head to bed,” I grumble as I start moving past them, sending Mom a text to make sure she’s good.

“I’m not trying to be a bitch. I just don’t want a fight with Brett,” she says.

I turn around and look at her. “If the man who’s going to be vowing to love you forever gets pissed because you’re not driving on shit roads, he’s an asshole, Riley.”

She shakes her head. “I didn’t tell him I was coming to Skaneateles.”

I hold out my phone. “So, call him and tell him.”

She shakes her head again. “He’s asleep. He has classes tomorrow. A, um, test, and he needs to sleep.”

I cross my arms and look at her, waiting for her to catch on that I’m not buying that shit. She crosses her arms and looks right in my eyes, saying not a fucking thing.

“I should keep my mouth shut and not point out that I see what you’re doing, and it sucks you have to”—I mock gasp—“but oops, I already did.”

“An NFL fuck boy giving me relationship advice?” She holds her hands to her chest and sighs dreamily. “Let me grab my pen.” She reaches into her pocket and pulls out … her middle finger.

The fact my dick jumps at that makes me realize how fucking happy I am that I don’t listen to my dick about chicks.

“You’re infuriatingly adorable, Riley,” I relent. “I just hope he fucking deserves you.” I don’t wait for a response as I turn I tell her, “The rooms next to Lily’s are free. The sheets and linens are clean. Try to control your primal urge to head down the hall to my room. And try to keep me out of your dreams tonight, Brooksie.”

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