At the end of the day, I’m not a nice guy. I just play one for anyone who’s looking.

Deep down, there’s something darker there, roots that spring from one shady family tree.

Dusty

I’ve made a lot of mistakes over the years.

Screwing up is sort of my specialty.

And while this isn’t the worst thing I’ve ever done, it’s got to be in the top three.

Gus wasn’t just my boss. I don’t want to say he was like a father to me, because I had one of those. He was more like a raft on shaky water. I was a kid who was more or less drowning. Gus reached out and offered a hand. He set the example of the way a man ought to be. I respected the hell out of him. If I had known who Marnie was, that she was his beloved niece, I would never have slept with her.

He used to roll his eyes at my womanizing ways. I’m sure he’d be turning over in his grave if he knew what I had done.

Marnie

The only thing between me and the edge of destruction was my bakery, and that went up in smoke.

My business was all I had. More than that, it was something I actually cared about. These days, the things I care about are few and far between.

I never expected Uncle Gus to leave me the farm in his will, but I am eternally grateful, because that means I can sell it and turn it into a second chance.

Only problem is, I have no idea what I’m doing. Thank goodness Gus’s farm manager is still on the payroll. I need him to guide me through the selling process, but instead, I find myself buying in.

Buying on the idea of small-town life. Of new beginnings. Of a life with a farm boy who came out of nowhere.

The Best Kind of Bad is a scorching-hot small-town romance about a magnetic bad boy and a baker without a bakery. She needs to sell off her uncle’s farm so that she can rebuild her life, but if she pulls it off, she puts her uncle’s farm manager out of a job and a home. He’s willing to help her because of his love for her uncle, but that won’t stop it from hurting like hell.

Twenty years.

That’s how long I’ve been friends with Josh. And I could risk it all with a single kiss.

But my lips brush hers and she sucks in a little breath and my selfish heart tells me to take and take and take.

Reese

I hate not knowing how to do something.

Knowledge is power. When it comes to getting physical, I am an unexperienced bundle of awkwardness.

I’ve made it my mission to go into my next relationship armed and ready. That’s going to require finding a romance guru. Someone I can practice with.

My brother’s best friend seems like as good of a candidate as any. I know I can trust him. And I know he’s experienced. That man has had no shortage of women in his life.

Skyler

I do not want to hear Reese talk about the next guy.

I do not want to hear her reduce what’s happening between us into one small, sticky word.

Fun.

Is that what this is?

I would have said mind-bending. World-shifting.

But, yeah. Okay. Let’s call it fun.

Let’s just not talk about the next guy while I’m still sitting here.

Teach Me How is a super steamy small-town romance about the ‘girl next door’ who’s trying to reinvent herself and the man she’s recruited to show her the way. He’s her brother’s best friend, which means she knows she can trust him. But as lines get blurred, Reese and Skyler will have to decide just how much they’re willing to risk in the pursuit of knowledge.