He’s my ex-boyfriend’s hockey legend stepdad and completely off limits.
The first time I met Kazimir Lindstr?m, there was no forgetting the grumpy NHL All-Star legend’s blue eyes or the permanent sexy scowl that creased his thick eyebrows.
When the universe throws him back into my life a year later, I’m at my lowest. Broke. Jobless. And without a home.
On the heels of a nasty divorce that turned into a PR disaster, the 6’4” tattooed, brooding grump needs an image rehab. The outrageous proposals that drop from his kissable lips leave me jaw-dropped.
My ex-boyfriend’s stepdad wants me to be his fake girlfriend. And he offers me a position as his social media manager. And he wants me to move in with him?
My bank balance is too anemic to refuse his offers.
As long as we don’t blur our carefully drawn lines, I can pull this off… Life with Kaz is so idyllic, I gaslight myself into believing a girl like me—born into a family of thieves—can rewire her trailer trash DNA, and this fairytale can be my forever when I’m still holding onto a dark secret.
One that if exposed, could ruin Kaz’s reputation.
