They say doctors play God. I just played with fire.
Hes my dads best friend. My new boss. And now my fake husband
Symptom one: A fever-inducing encounter with Dr. Jack Stewart—renowned surgeon, silver fox, and my fathers best friend—on a yacht.
So much for being the responsible new doctor ready to take the medical world by storm
Complication two: Agreeing to be his fake wife to save his reputation from a malpractice scandal.
But when patients start dying mysteriously, Im not sure if Im married to a brilliant doctor or a calculated killer.
I tell myself I dont regret what was easily the hottest, most earth-shattering night of my life.
That is, until the third diagnosis comes in and Im staring down at a stick with two pink lines.
Having a baby with my fake husband is a side effect I definitely didnt sign up for.
Not to mention, theres a real killer on the loose in our hospital.
And Jack? Hes playing this game like hes got nothing to lose.
He doesnt just want to clear his name; he wants it ALL. Including me and our baby.
But wait, the prognosis gets worse
My ex is back, threatening to expose our sham marriage faster than I can hide my growing belly.
What happens when playing doctor turns into a real-life emergency?
And what if our forbidden love flatlines before it even begins?
