It’s a cool Fall, Friday night. It’s been a long week, and with the chaos of everyday life, my husband and I haven’t had much down time together. Tonight though, we sat by the fire pit relaxing and catching up on our week. Me with a glass of red wine and him with his beer. Now we’re ready to just warm up in bed, under the covers. Climbing into bed, hubby slides over and curls up behind me, finding me naked trying to warm...

After an uneventful flight into Boston, I catch a cab and head downtown to check into my hotel. Grabbing my credit card and keycard from the front desk I turn to head for the elevator banks. Throwing my bag over my shoulder and turning, I run directly into a body. With a big manly chest. And whoever it’s attached to smells amazing. “Oops, I’m sorry sir.” Wait... Looking up I see Nash Stephens. Nash is from the same wester...

Ryan and I haven’t seen each other since Canada. And now he’s here in Chicago and we are stealing a few hours together. I left my friend’s bachelorette party early and walked down a few blocks to Ryan’s hotel. As I enter his hotel, he’s exiting the elevator at the back of the lobby. I move across the marble floor and down a few steps into a seating area where we meet and collide. No words; none are necessary, just hungry...