We had one weekend. No expectations. Just passion. But fate—and Atlanta’s hottest wedding—had other plans.
Dante
I came to this wedding to support my friend and escape the pressure of launching a gemstone empire. I didn’t expect the woman in the poofy dress with the sharp tongue and the unforgettable bloomers.
Arianna is smart, stunning, and not the least bit interested in my usual charm.
That only makes me want her more.
She says it’s just one night.
But I want every night after.
And I’m not used to hearing “no.”
Aryanna
Dante Marino is temptation in designer shoes.
He’s way too good at getting past my defenses.
What started as a fling turns complicated when our chemistry spills beyond the sheets.
Because this weekend?
I’m supposed to focus on my best friend’s wedding—not fall for a man who could unravel everything I’ve worked for.
We live in the same city.
We run in the same circles.
And if he finds out who I really am, I won’t just lose the heat—we’ll lose any chance at something real.
