When my former best friend invites me to her wedding—to my ex-boyfriend—I panic and blurt out that I have a plus-one. Worse, I say it’s my boss. And he hears every word.
Tenor Bailey is one of the owners of Copper Summit, the bourbon distillery where I work. Let’s just say announcing we’re “dating” isn’t the kind of thing that earns employee-of-the-year honors. But to my surprise, Tenor agrees to play along. Now we’re selling our very fake relationship to this tight-knit small town and trying not to blur the lines in the process.
Fake dating Tenor comes with unexpected perks: home-cooked meals from his mama, picture-perfect picnics, and sleepovers—in his guest room. Except for that one time I had too much bourbon and crawled into his bed. Oops.
The more time we spend together, the more I wish this wasn’t all pretend. But Tenor’s been hurt before, and he’s convinced love isn’t in the cards for him. By the time our bourbon summer ends, I’m afraid my very real feelings will leave me with a broken heart.
