It’s a bad idea to fake marry your grumpy minotaur boss on reality TV, right?
But when ratings are down and he catches me snooping on his computer, I open my big mouth and… well…
I might have come up with an idea to rescue the network, but I didn’t take into account what it would feel like to be his. Even if it’s not real.
Now we’re stuck together on a romantic island on my dream honeymoon, with only one bed!
He’s the monster husband of my dreams. He’s controlling, yet tender. His knowing smile and monstrous good looks make my mouth dry and my panties… not! I used to wish he’d notice me. The problem is all he seems to notice about me are the ways I annoy him. While all I notice are the ways he’d be perfect for me.
Can we save the network and his job—and mine? More importantly, can I keep from falling desperately, madly, painfully in love with him? Because that would be the worst mistake of all!
