He's my business partner, my good friend, and the man I've craved for years.
But I've resisted the sexy Brit, and I plan to keep up my walls because I've been there, done that, and I know how much it hurts when you let someone into your heart.
Then an opportunity comes along for us to snag the business deal of a lifetime.
We need to pretend we're married to pull off this high-stakes deal.
So the clever, charming man with secrets a mile deep becomes my temporary husband, as we travel around Europe. Soon, we fall into bed, tangled together like newlyweds who can't keep their hands off each other.
One week to explore our fantasies, then we return to who we were.
But when I learn the dark secrets he's been keeping, I doubt we can go back.
Because they change everything.
My One-Week Husband is a standalone.
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Let me just say this -- fake dating the cocky movie star was not my idea. Especially since he’s my former roomie and, gulp, my secret ex.
But my agent tells me I have no choice since I’m ridiculously overdue with turning in the next big blockbuster love story to my publisher.
Not to mention, ahem, writing it.
Falling for the smooth-talking English hottie once upon a time -- fine, twice -- were huge mistakes that I shouldn’t repeat, but pretending to like the guy who broke my heart is my only chance at saving my job.
That is, as long as no one finds out that every date we go on, every smile we flash each other for the cameras, and every hot, desperate kiss on the streets of Manhattan is absolutely fake.
Except…it’s not. At least for me.
And he can never know…
Contents Include: Snarky banter, sexy dates, hate s-e-x, seduction by a wordsmith, and two strong, stubborn, clever men determined to resist each other at all costs.
What I shouldn't do: Try to win over the sexy, sassy, fiery woman who works in the VP suite for the team.
I don't always follow the good guy rules though, especially when I want to take her home. Then up against the wall. Then, out to breakfast the next morning.
Maybe I can get away with a secret tryst for a few late-night plays. As long as no one in management, the press or on my team finds out...