For the Record, We're Faking It
is out now!!
Nash Brooks is my cut throat enemy who already destroyed my career once. The only way to stop history from repeating? Fake our engagement.
Years after law school, Nash waltzes into my small town courtroom with his sharp suits, airtight arguments, and a flawless memory of how to press every one of my buttons.
Manspreading at my defense table.
Eavesdropping on my first date.
Stealing my milkshake.
The twist? He’s suddenly protective when some greasy lawyer gets too close. And now, my reputation rests on convincing the entire legal community that I have a fake fiancé.
I don’t let that stop me from having my fun. After all, the professional conference we go to is basically an adult summer camp.
Sure, it means a week of sharing a room, public displays of affection, and keeping our arguments behind closed doors.
But it also means campfire games, s’mores, and skinny dipping. Nash surprises me, though. The workaholic is suddenly game for it all.
First, the fake kisses turn real.
Then we’re sharing one bed.
I plead the fifth to what happens behind that waterfall.
I should’ve known better because Nash is keeping a secret that could derail my career all over again.
For the record, falling for Nash wasn't planned.
The Principal Problem
The golden boy who made my childhood miserable is all grown up… and my new boss.
Look, I didn’t run away from my prestigious teaching job. I just… needed a change… as a substitute teacher… in the podunk town I left fourteen years ago.
The cherry on top? The principal is Sawyer Strong, the boy whose relentless teasing would make me cry. And my boss is as good looking as someone dubbed the Prince of Blue Ridge ought to be. Broad chest, bulging biceps, a jawline to make marble statues weep.
I still hate him, and he’s everywhere in this town.
At the bar, caging me against a wall.
Downtown, inviting himself on a double date.
And in a blizzard, getting us snowed in at his cabin with only one bed.
But I’m starting to think he was never as bad as I thought.
He’s steady to my flighty. He kisses me in public like it’s his favorite sport, even as the small town gossip mill makes me itch to run away—I mean… find a permanent job in a real city.
The only problem? I’m falling for the principal.
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