What was supposed to be a quick and blissful night with a yummy stranger has turned into my worst nightmare, thanks to a nasty storm and power outage.
The carefree single life I choose to lead only works because I wholeheartedly avoid getting to know the guys I meet. And now, I'm dangerously close to being swept off my feet by the tattooed former soccer player. I can't escape learning every intriguing detail about him. Not that it matters. I won't be seeing him again. Except fate intervenes, and I do see him again-and he asks me to marry him.
With wild hair and charm for days, Wade Jameson is the stuff of fantasies. It's why I hooked up with him in the first place. But marriage? Ha! I cherish my single life like I do my margaritas.
But when he insists I'm his best option to get custody of his daughter since we have "a history," I can't say no. I can't share with him the main reason I say yes, either. That would mean getting even closer to him, and developing real feelings for my fake husband would be a mistake.
But the more we pretend to be a family, the more I surprise myself and wonder . . . what if we can have it all?
