Author: candaceknoebel

One day a week. That was his rule. And it was also our downfall.My marriage to Hank was one of convenience. When I got pregnant at sixteen, he took me in and kept a roof over my naïve head. We had an agreement—we could sleep with whomever we wanted so long as our children were kept in the dark. It worked great… until it didn’t.Cocky Jack Swanson was never supposed to be mine. His marriage was … mine. His marriage was open, but his heart was guarded… until he slowly let me in, revealing an alluring man with a painful…

One day a week—Thursdays—my husband and I could do whatever or whomever we pleased. Protection was non-negotiable. And no matter what, we had to be home by midnight.Jack was the one who wanted an open marriage, but we were supposed to keep things simple. No strings. No commitments. It seemed so easy… until it wasn’t.Devilishly handsome Cole Blackwater was only supposed to be a fling, but … supposed to be a fling, but everything about him made me feel alive. Wanted. Seen. When I realized he was my husband’s boss, I should have broken things off right then… but I…

The first time I saw Hudson Jameson, he was saving someone’s life. The second time, he was ruining mine. It was only supposed to be a vacation. A chance to let the Florida sun burn away the residue left behind from my failed relationships. I wasn’t searching for love. I was on a hiatus from men, especially ones with secrets.Except Hudson had the gaze of a man drowning in his own miseries, and I … in his own miseries, and I was a sucker for the damaged souls. How could I deny him? How could I resist when his lips…