Fireball — Mary B. Moore

TabithaLosing my mom prompted a move across the country so I could bond with the half-sister I'd never even known existed until I'd taken one of those DNA tests and the results came back. With nothing tying me to Jersey anymore, I took the leap and got a job as an art teacher and made an offer on the pretty little house I'd seen online. I just never expected to get arrested by the Sheriff, Dave Bell, within hours of getting the keys to it. I was a sucker for tattoos, and I was also a sucker for a tall man built like a wall.  And apparently, I was a sucker for a guy with a badge and a big… truck. Call me old-fashioned, but being arrested, interrogated, and tortured (well, maybe not entirely) wasn't exactly romance, but everyone makes mistakes, so I gave him a second chance.  My only worry was, I hadn't moved to find a man. I'd moved to start a new life. Was anyone ever ready to fall in love, though? DBThe residents of the town I worked in were relatively easygoing, well aside from the Townsends. That family was a law unto themselves. Tabitha Newton, the new art teacher, breezed into town and my life at the same time. I'd been called out to check on a house with a suspicious car in the drive by a concerned neighbor and had stumbled across the new woman sprawled across the living room floor. One accidental arrest, a trip to the station, and a friendly 'getting to know you' interrogation later, and I asked her out before she could find out who my stepsister was.  It was stupid, of course she'd find out, but something about the woman had intrigued me so much that common sense hadn't even come into it. There's a way around that, though, because there's a way around everything. I hadn't been looking for the fiery, pink-haired, tattooed teacher who took over my heart, but I'd be damned if I'd give up convincing her we were made for each other. Read the series:FireballLiving On A DareClassy AFTalk Flirty To MeJust Good FriendsEat Crow