Mechanics on Main Series by Ava Munroe

Of course I'm wearing pajamas for school drop-off on the day my car breaks down. And of course the mechanic who comes to my rescue is sexy as hell... and a familiar face.Sam has been gone for years. Consequently, my sex drive has been gone, too.At least, that’s what I thought. Until Jack Goodwin—sexy mechanic and former babysitter to my boys—shows up to help me fix my broken-down car on the side of the road... moreOf course I'm wearing pajamas for school drop-off on the day my car breaks down. And of course the mechanic who comes to my rescue is sexy as hell... and a familiar face.Sam has been gone for years. Consequently, my sex drive has been gone, too.At least, that’s what I thought. Until Jack Goodwin—sexy mechanic and former babysitter to my boys—shows up to help me fix my broken-down car on the side of the road.I would be dressed in fluffy pink slippers and no bra, thinking no one in our small town would have to see me get out of my car. He would have a body like one of the heroes in my kids’ cartoon movies.I’m going to keep my distance. Remind myself of our age gap, as well as how most of our knowing each other has been spent with me married to another man.But Jack is complicating my attempts at control with his offer to chauffeur me around town and take a look under my hood…I can’t let myself entertain fantasies of the young, hot mechanic. After all, letting myself fall would leave my heart on the line… and my kids’ hearts, too. less

1 fake relationship. 2 enemies. 3 long weeks.Dom Bianchi is the last person on Earth I would ever date.My small-town prospects might be limited, but I still think I’d rather kiss a cousin than my boss.But thanks to my scumbag ex making wild threats and Dom’s getting friend-zoned by the girl of his dreams (who could blame her?), I’m stuck in a fake-relationship that Dom claims will benefit both of us.Now I’m living in his house as part of the ruse. Going on fake dates. Wearing… heels. Yikes... more1 fake relationship. 2 enemies. 3 long weeks.Dom Bianchi is the last person on Earth I would ever date.My small-town prospects might be limited, but I still think I’d rather kiss a cousin than my boss.But thanks to my scumbag ex making wild threats and Dom’s getting friend-zoned by the girl of his dreams (who could blame her?), I’m stuck in a fake-relationship that Dom claims will benefit both of us.Now I’m living in his house as part of the ruse. Going on fake dates. Wearing… heels. Yikes.When the tension between us finally comes to a head, I’m surprised to learn Dom can give as good as he gets.Despite one wild mistake together, I’m determined to keep my distance and keep the insults flowing. There might be a thin line between love and hate, but I’m going to stay on the side where I started.Because if I were to ease up on my judgements of Dom and let him in, I’d be exposing myself. And the pain of being rejected by my enemy has to hurt worse than anything some scumbag ex can inflict upon me. less

On the day Remy figured out that his best friend was wifey material, so did every other bachelor in the South.When I slept with Caroline Wells in eleventh grade, the disaster featured horror movie-level theatrics and two lost teeth. But in losing my virginity, I gained an unexpected best friend.Nearly a decade later, I find myself with the freedom to date who I want when my football team hits the road, but come back to my favorite no-pressure girl-next-door.It was the perfect set-up... moreOn the day Remy figured out that his best friend was wifey material, so did every other bachelor in the South.When I slept with Caroline Wells in eleventh grade, the disaster featured horror movie-level theatrics and two lost teeth. But in losing my virginity, I gained an unexpected best friend.Nearly a decade later, I find myself with the freedom to date who I want when my football team hits the road, but come back to my favorite no-pressure girl-next-door.It was the perfect set-up. Until Caroline was named “Georgia’s Most Eligible Bachelorette” and I realized what a monumental idiot I was.The dates are lining up outside her door. But I’ve got a plan: I’ll pull the best moves out of my playbook, all while highlighting the faults of the Knights in Seersucker Suits who are lining up for Caroline.Thanks to an older sister with an unhealthy Nora Roberts obsession, I even have an idea about presenting Caroline with only one bed when we’re on the road for work together,. Gotta pull out all the stops.This is my second chance with my best friend. But if my attempts to get out of the friend zone end up with rejection (or more lost teeth)… it might be my last chance, too. less

What happens when the boy who is addicted to romance meets the girl who doesn't believe in love?At some point in my author career, I’ve written this story. Jaded romance writer meets womanizing biker. So many predictable tropes await.Except… Grant Baker isn’t supposed to be so charmingly goofy.He’s not supposed to be the golden retriever to my grumpy pitbull... moreWhat happens when the boy who is addicted to romance meets the girl who doesn't believe in love?At some point in my author career, I’ve written this story. Jaded romance writer meets womanizing biker. So many predictable tropes await.Except… Grant Baker isn’t supposed to be so charmingly goofy.He’s not supposed to be the golden retriever to my grumpy pitbull.We aren’t supposed to be instant friends, and this playboy isn’t supposed to be a perfect Southern gentleman when I tell him I don’t want to hook up.And now we’re stuck together as Best Man and Maid of Honor at an upcoming wedding, for better or for worse. It’s infinitely harder to box in Grant as the bad boy character when I learn something new and unexpected about him at every wedding activity.But I’ll have to do just that. I’ve written enough Grand Gesture scenes to know that real life can never live up to fiction.If I let him get any closer, I’d be risking our new friendship and the perspective on which I’ve built my career. This isn't how happily ever after is supposed to play out... right?Please note: this book is a STANDALONE romance that includes open door romantic scenes coming in at about 3-3.5 chilies of heat. It also includes occasional incomplete sentences for stylistic effect. Happily ever after is guaranteed, cheating is banished, and swoons are promised. If this sounds like your cup of tea, enjoy! less

When Love They Neighbor takes on risky new meaning…In my defense, I thought he was my blind date. It had been a *long time* for both of us, and a classic case of mistaken identity quickly escalated into something more.But as soon as I learned Wes Cooper was my new neighbor and my dad’s best friend, I knew what a massive mistake we’d made.I have a plan for everything, and I was sure there must be some strategy for what to do after an accidental hook up with the wrong guy... moreWhen Love They Neighbor takes on risky new meaning…In my defense, I thought he was my blind date. It had been a *long time* for both of us, and a classic case of mistaken identity quickly escalated into something more.But as soon as I learned Wes Cooper was my new neighbor and my dad’s best friend, I knew what a massive mistake we’d made.I have a plan for everything, and I was sure there must be some strategy for what to do after an accidental hook up with the wrong guy. I’d just keep to my side of the fence, right?But then my father had a heart attack, and of course he asked Wes to help me out. Now he’s around all the time, and keeping my distance is off the table.We might have had an insane spark when we didn’t know who the other was, but I know it’s not smart to fall for the single dad next door. If I give into my crush, I risk a lot more than losing an ally on the HOA board. I’d be putting my dad’s best friendship on the line, too.Please note: this book is a STANDALONE romance that includes open door romantic scenes coming in at about 3-4 chilies of heat. It also includes occasional incomplete sentences for stylistic effect. Happily ever after is guaranteed, cheating is banished, and swoons are promised. If this sounds like your cup of tea, enjoy! less