Part 5 in the Chestnut Springs series
He’s thirty-five and all man. I’m twenty two and all… virgin. He’s also my fiancé. Correction: my fake fiancé.
We start out as a bet. He doesn’t believe that anyone holds my last name against me. So he offers me his to prove a point. It’s a win-win. He gets a break from his concerned family’s prying, and I get a chance to shed my family’s reputation.
He says all I have to do is wear his ring, follow his lead, and pretend I can’t keep my hands off him in public. But it’s what happens between us in private that blurs all those carefully drawn lines…
It’s what transpires behind closed doors that doesn’t feel like pretending at all…
The engagement was supposed to be for show. This agreement? It has an end date.
He once told me he’d never fall in love.
And yet here I am, head over heels for my fake fiancé.
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