From the moment Cheryl enters Jason Shaw’s classroom, he has to remind himself she’s off-limits—at least until the semester is over. But there’s no rule about being friends, and soon the two of them are spending time together after hours, doing their best to ignore their off-the-charts chemistry.
Cheryl hasn’t told Jason about her side hustle, and she’s not going to. People have been looking at her like she’s trash her whole life, and she can’t risk seeing it on his face, too. But the truth always reveals itself. She ought to have known that better than anyone.
Isabel began reading romances at the age of fourteen. That's the year her grandmother came to visit, bringing with her a shopping bag filled with (very tame) Harlequin and Silhouette romance novels. Isabel was immediately and forever hooked. What could be better than experiencing all that lust and new love just by reading a book?
In her spare time, Isabel watches British mysteries, plays disc golf (it’s a thing), and religiously re-watches Dirty Dancing. She lives in Connecticut with her conveniently tall, dark, and handsome husband.