She’d had a crush on him since the minute they’d met. But now she was in danger of falling in love with him.

Xander couldn’t decide if she felt like heaven or home, but either way, he never wanted to leave.

As if powered by something completely out of his control, Garza moved toward her. Delia returned the favor by meeting him halfway, her lashes fanning downward as she dropped her gaze to his mouth, and he knew—he knew there were a hundred different reasons why he shouldn’t kiss her. He did it anyway.

You look better than sleep.

Call it a hunch,” Charlie murmured. “But I think you and I are going to have a really good time losing sleep together.

We might just have one night, but we have all night. I don’t plan to waste any of it sleeping.

If I were a real girl, that ‘it’s not you’ thing would be the kiss of death.” Grabbing the second suitcase, Jonah conceded, “Fair enough. For the record, you’re totally a real girl. Woman,” he corrected.