Love in the Suburbs Series by D.E. Haggerty

My grandma is trying to hook me up. To be painfully specific, my seventy-five-year-old grandmother thinks a little hanky-panky would cheer me up. Direct quote. Since I’m currently living with her, I can’t escape the endless line of grandchildren of friends who keep ‘dropping by’ for dinner. Literally, I can’t escape. I can barely manage the trek to the dining room at this point... moreMy grandma is trying to hook me up. To be painfully specific, my seventy-five-year-old grandmother thinks a little hanky-panky would cheer me up. Direct quote. Since I’m currently living with her, I can’t escape the endless line of grandchildren of friends who keep ‘dropping by’ for dinner. Literally, I can’t escape. I can barely manage the trek to the dining room at this point. While Grandma’s determined to find me a husband, I’m determined to learn how to walk again so I can walk away from her matchmaking skills. Spoiler alert: She has no matchmaking skills. But then I get a brilliant idea. I can fake date my physical therapist. Only he wants a real date. Gulp. A real date with me? Is he for real? I’m no longer the stylish girl with the glamorous job. Now, I’m a woman with a shattered leg and a scarred face. If I’m going to learn to live with my new reality and give love a chance, my attitude needs to do an about face. Easier said than done. less

Jackson Schmidt is the biggest jerkity jerk ever. They should totally erect a statue to commemorate his jerkityness, jerkdom— Uggh! There are literally not enough words for ‘jerk’ to depict the man. Unfortunately, Jackson is also the most gorgeous specimen of manhood I’ve ever laid eyes on. One look at him and I want to jump and climb him like a tree. But whenever he opens his mouth, his status as the biggest bastard on the planet is immediately reinstated... moreJackson Schmidt is the biggest jerkity jerk ever. They should totally erect a statue to commemorate his jerkityness, jerkdom— Uggh! There are literally not enough words for ‘jerk’ to depict the man. Unfortunately, Jackson is also the most gorgeous specimen of manhood I’ve ever laid eyes on. One look at him and I want to jump and climb him like a tree. But whenever he opens his mouth, his status as the biggest bastard on the planet is immediately reinstated. It’s impossible for the man to say anything remotely nice – at least not to me. To my best friend, though? To her, he’s Mr. Perfect Gentleman. Did I mention he’s carrying a torch for my engaged best friend? My libido does not give one flying hoot Jackson is a dick who has a crush on my bestie. Nope. Not at all. No matter how much of a schmuck the man is – and trust me he takes schmuck to the next level – I continue to pant after him like a nerdy freshman crushing on the prom king. If I want to keep my sanity, I’m going to have to keep Jackson at arm’s length. Sanity is totally overrated. less

I am done with men. D – O – N – E. DONE!I don’t care how much billionaire Roman Cadwell pushes (and, oh boy, does the sexy man push ALL my buttons), I am not dating him. Especially not when he’s wearing a golden band around his ring finger. I do not get involved with married men. Call it my line in the sand. If a man can’t be faithful, I want not one single thing to do with him.But what if Roman isn’t really married? What then? No, no, no. I will not fall into Lying McLiarson’s trap... moreI am done with men. D – O – N – E. DONE!I don’t care how much billionaire Roman Cadwell pushes (and, oh boy, does the sexy man push ALL my buttons), I am not dating him. Especially not when he’s wearing a golden band around his ring finger. I do not get involved with married men. Call it my line in the sand. If a man can’t be faithful, I want not one single thing to do with him.But what if Roman isn’t really married? What then? No, no, no. I will not fall into Lying McLiarson’s trap.Only every time the man touches me, my body forgets I’m a good girl and wants to give in. Hands off, Mr. Lying Pants, before I forget I’m a good girl.Although – no one said I had to be a good girl forever.Author’s Note: This romantic comedy contains absolutely, positively NO cheating. None. But it does have a whole bunch of witty dialogue and a super sweet happily ever after. And maybe more drama than the author originally intended. What can she say? The characters have minds of their own.Hands Off is book 3 of the Love in the Suburbs series but can be read as a standalone. less

Just when I think I’ve got it all figured out – BOOM! – in walks trouble.It’s taken me years, but my life is finally back on track – new job, new friends, a complete new Violet! I don’t even cry myself to sleep every night anymore. But then he walks through the front door of my new workplace. How dare he come in here and ruin everything for me – again!Luke Freaking Bauer. Not the boy who got away. Nuh-uh. Not even close. The boy who tossed me aside when I needed him the most... moreJust when I think I’ve got it all figured out – BOOM! – in walks trouble.It’s taken me years, but my life is finally back on track – new job, new friends, a complete new Violet! I don’t even cry myself to sleep every night anymore. But then he walks through the front door of my new workplace. How dare he come in here and ruin everything for me – again!Luke Freaking Bauer. Not the boy who got away. Nuh-uh. Not even close. The boy who tossed me aside when I needed him the most.But when I look deep into those hurt eyes, I forget I’m the one who was wronged. Oh boy. I’m knee-deep in trouble and sinking fast.Knee Deep is book 4 of the Love in the Suburbs series but can be read as a standalone. less

What better time is there for catching up with friends than a holiday gathering?Except this Christmas gathering is full of secrets and surprises. When all the gifts are opened, will everyone be happy or will disappointment reign?Frankie, Shelby, Bailey, and Violet are gathering with their husbands and Grandma at Bailey and Roman’s new house for some holiday cheer.Bailey is more than a bit nervous about the day as she has a huge surprise for her friends... moreWhat better time is there for catching up with friends than a holiday gathering?Except this Christmas gathering is full of secrets and surprises. When all the gifts are opened, will everyone be happy or will disappointment reign?Frankie, Shelby, Bailey, and Violet are gathering with their husbands and Grandma at Bailey and Roman’s new house for some holiday cheer.Bailey is more than a bit nervous about the day as she has a huge surprise for her friends. A surprise Frankie will not be happy about.Frankie also has a surprise to reveal. A surprise Grandma is going to be ecstatic about. And Shelby is going to get the surprise of her life when she opens her gift from her husband Jackson.Shelby’s not the only one getting a gift she can’t believe. Violet’s gift from Frankie is a shock to just about everyone.Catch up with your favorite group of friends as they celebrate the holidays this year.Will everyone get what they want for Christmas this year?Christmas in the Suburbs is book 5 of the Love in the Suburbs series. It is not a standalone. If you haven’t read the previous books in the series, you’re gonna be lost. less