Tallulah Duncan is excited about her brother’s upcoming wedding in Louisiana, but what she’s not looking forward to is facing the man who will undoubtedly be waiting for her. Years ago she and an old boyfriend made a pact. The next time she comes home, if she’s still single, they’ll get engaged.
He’s a nice guy, but Tallulah doesn’t love him—or the idea of being an undertaker’s wife. And the smokin’ hot guy next to her on the plane is a loud-and-clear reminder that her biological clock is on the fritz.
Security specialist Garrett Andersen is pretty sure the gorgeous woman next to him on the plane is about to have a panic attack. And when he tries to distract her, she does the most enchanting, adorable thing he’s ever seen. She blushes.
Since they’re headed to the same wedding, he finds himself agreeing to step into the role of adoring fiancé. In real life, she’s his comrade’s kid sister, so it’s hands off all the way. Except behind closed doors, her all-out campaign of sweet seduction is burning that strategy to ashes...
Warning: This book contains some very hot, very steamy sex, with a smokin’ hot security specialist who knows just how to hit his mark-and make it explode. Did we mention it was hot?
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The first was burying his brother and then walking away.
But my son needs a positive male role model, and there’s no one I trust for the job but his Uncle Jamie.
I ran away from him after the fatal car accident—not because I blamed him, but to protect him.
When I learn he blames himself for the accident, I know I must tell him the truth.
But will knowing the real reason behind the crash give him the freedom to forgive himself and move on.
Or will it destroy everything he’s believed in, including me?
For Jamie’s sake, it’s a risk I have to take.
How can I say no?
Luke just dumped his conniving fiancé and needs a shoulder to cry on.
I’ll always be there for him.
Problem is, I want him. I’ve always wanted him.
Then I see the king-sized bed.
And Luke starts pulling out all the plays.
His kisses are far more real than the ones I’ve imagined.
And the more we pretend, the more real it feels.
But come the end of the week, will our make-believe honeymoon be the end of a lifelong friendship?
Or the beginning of something much more?
I guess it’s time to find out.