Blue Ridge Book Club

I have a confession to make.... I love romance novels. Okay, that’s not a confession. They’re the top-selling genre in fiction, so lots of people love romance. My confession is: I believe romance only lives within the pages of those books. This is a point of contention between me and my fellow romance readers. I’m used to arguing with my book-club besties. I’m not used to ridiculously hot, shirtless millionaires making it their goal in life to prove me wrong about romance. But that’s exactly what Beckett Vinroot does.

He’s the hot new Spanish teacher. I’m the principal. That spells trouble with a capital T. I never thought I would be interested in a man again. Between herding a teenager toward manhood and running the highest-ranking elementary school in Azalea County, I don’t have time for anything more than a fictional book boyfriend. Then, Mr. Morales strolled down my hall and hola’d his way straight to my heart. Work used to be my sanctuary. Now, every day is sweet torture.

Returning to her small hometown after a failed marriage was supposed to be a fresh start for Pressly. But when she discovers her dream home is a money pit, her daughter blames her for uprooting their lives, and her sexy neighbor turns out to be her first love, things get complicated.

A criminal on the loose puts Mia’s life at stake, but the last man she wants to save her is her one-night stand.