Alondra Valley Series by Jenna Hartley

I'm secretly in love with my best friend's little sister. So, I do what any good friend would—avoid her. At least, until my house floods, and my best friend suggests I move in with Wren. Resisting her has never been easy. But when Wren convinces me to be her dating coach, it’s impossible. The more we "practice," the harder I fall for her and her amazing son. The more I start to believe what we have is real... moreI'm secretly in love with my best friend's little sister. So, I do what any good friend would—avoid her. At least, until my house floods, and my best friend suggests I move in with Wren. Resisting her has never been easy. But when Wren convinces me to be her dating coach, it’s impossible. The more we "practice," the harder I fall for her and her amazing son. The more I start to believe what we have is real. It feels like love, but is it worth risking my friendship with Wren and her brother to know if she feels the same? less

I’m secretly falling for Penny, but she has no idea who I really am. She came to my small town to get married and to be closer to her idol—her fellow romance author, Meghan Hart. But when Penny’s fiancé left her at the altar, she needed an escape. One I was more than willing to provide. It was supposed to be for one night, but it turned into something more. The problem? I’m Meghan Hart. Now I have to decide whether to trust Penny with my secret or let her go for good.

After my wife died, I never expected to fall in love again, let alone with her much younger sister. Elle's too young for me, though. Too vibrant and cheerful to be saddled with a grumpy widower and two little kids. Besides, she's only here for a few months before she moves on to follow her dreams. And there's no way we could be together even if she were staying. It doesn't seem to matter how often I remind myself of all the reasons why we can't, or shouldn't be together, my body won't listen... moreAfter my wife died, I never expected to fall in love again, let alone with her much younger sister. Elle's too young for me, though. Too vibrant and cheerful to be saddled with a grumpy widower and two little kids. Besides, she's only here for a few months before she moves on to follow her dreams. And there's no way we could be together even if she were staying. It doesn't seem to matter how often I remind myself of all the reasons why we can't, or shouldn't be together, my body won't listen. Ever since Elle moved in, all I can think about is her. All I want is her. She restored order to my home. She got my kids to smile and laugh again. Even I'm smiling more. For the first time since my wife's death, I feel alive, hopeful. I already said goodbye to my childhood sweetheart, my wife, and the mother of my children. And I know I have to let Elle go; I'm just not sure if I can. less