Getting dumped sucks, especially on my wedding day. My fiancé ditched me at the altar and ran off to Thailand, leaving me to pick up the pieces of the life we’d built together.
Lucky for me I’ve got Carter’s shoulder to cry on. Once, we were childhood best friends. Now he’s a handsome firefighter who balks at commitment and thinks marriage is nothing but a prison sentence. But he’d do anything for me – even pose as my husband so I’ll score a million-dollar estate from my batty grandparents.
The wedding bands we wear are fake. My feelings for him aren’t. I try not to fall for him, but the moment I have his hands on me, it’s all over. He knows I’m already his.
I never intended to fall in love. Too much risk; not nearly enough reward. Why settle for one woman when I got every girl in town throwing herself at me? Staying a bachelor was fine by me, until I find Alicia again after ten years apart.
She’s set to say “I do,” but all I can think of is ripping off that gown and taking her for my very own.
When the groom doesn’t show, she’s in trouble. No husband, no inheritance – but I can help her. Pretend to be her lover for five days and the money is hers.
I vow to tame my lust for her, but that’s a promise I can’t keep. Soon as I get her naked, I know: I’m gonna put a ring on her finger for real.