A fake engagement to my enemy sounds like the worst idea ever, but falling for him? Now that would be a real crime.
Benson Donovan has been my nemesis ever since I opened a glamping resort next to his back-to-basics campground. According to him, glamping has nothing to do with ‘real camping’ and he never passes up an opportunity to tell me.
When a coveted plot of land next to our campgrounds goes up for sale, we both want it—but neither of us can afford it. My mother offers to help, on one condition: if I marry Benson, she’ll buy the land as our wedding gift.
Yeah, small detail: I told her we were dating to dodge her relentless matchmaking.
Now I have to convince Benson we need a fake relationship, no matter how much I hate him. But the more time we spend together, the more I have to convince myself that I’m absolutely not in love with Benson Donovan. We’re only pretending after all…
