As a single, thirty-five-year-old woman, nothing sent my anxiety soaring quite like the thought of attending my cousin’s Valentine’s Day wedding solo. I could already hear the barrage of questions about my non-existent love life from my relatives: Why don’t you have a man? When will it be your turn?
Frankly, it was enough to make me do something drastic—like hire a fake boyfriend for the weekend.
Enter my older brother’s best friend and the man I’ve been in love with since I was a girl. The charming, infuriatingly handsome Dr. Max Bennett is a notorious playboy who will never settle down—which was why when he unexpectedly offered to pose as my one true love, I was torn between relief and skepticism. What did he have to gain from playing pretend with me?
What started as a simple ruse quickly spiraled out of control, and now, I can’t help but wonder if I’m setting myself up for heartbreak. Can I trust Max when he claims to have always been mine?
