The Hutton Series Part 3: The Second Generation

Fate Rule #1: Assume Garrett Cooper is the enemy. Rule #2: Do not fall for the enemy.

Garrett Cooper is my last shot at saving my family’s hotel. He’s also grumpy. Bossy. Rude. Sparks fly every time we’re in the same room—and not the good kind.

While I’m trying to brighten the mood, he’s dismissing me with a roll of his eyes. When Garrett kisses me to prove a point, I should hate him for that… I want to… But I don’t.

Before I know it, an inappropriate text conversation becomes an X-rated phone call, and things have to stop there. He’s holding the lifeline to my family’s legacy. But they don’t.

Now this grumpy, growly man who doesn’t do relationships is feeding me strawberries in bed. What am I supposed to do with that? It’s time to put an end to this. Maybe after one more kiss…

Fire He was my first and I thought he’d be my last. Now he’s asking for a second chance. Micah Hutton is charming. Sweet. Confident. He promised he’d love me forever.

And I believed him, enough to give myself to him the night before my parents dragged me across the country, tearing us apart.

He broke my heart—and his promise—by disappearing the moment I learned I was pregnant.

Seven years later, I’m back in my hometown, staring at my first love, watching his heart break as he meets a little girl who looks just like him. A little girl he swears he never knew existed.

He thinks I kept our baby a secret, but why would I do that? I told him as soon as I found out, certain he’d be at my side the very next day.

Micah says he’s ready to be a father, but am I ready to open my heart and let him back in? Does he deserve that second chance?

Fake Getting paid to pretend I’m in a relationship with my boss should’ve been my cue to run. Instead, it changed everything.

Working for Nathan West was supposed to be my fresh start. Instead, I’m greeted with clipped answers, icy stares, and a man determined to keep the world at arm’s length.

The tabloids call him cold and ruthless. In person, he’s guarded, brilliant, and carrying more weight than anyone realizes.

We clash instantly. I smile, he scowls. I bring warmth, he shuts it down. And somehow, sparks fly anyway.

Free Nick Hutton is tall, dark and totally Marine. He broke my heart once. Can I trust him not to do it again? Six foot three, broad shoulders, and the sexiest smile.

If it wasn’t for the fifteen hundred miles of east coast separating us, we would have started something a long time ago.

The sparks that fly when we’re together. The honesty and closeness shared through letters, texts, and calls when we’re apart. We’re meant to be. I know it. I’ve always known it.

As we stood face-to-face in the moonlight the night before he left, Nick promised after that tour of duty the timing would finally be right.

His accident changed everything. He came home broken and pushed me away when he needed me most, shattering my heart in the process.