I should’ve resisted her.
I couldn’t. Maybe because I didn’t want to. That hot maid of honor at my best friend’s wedding was everything I’d ever imagined in a woman. Hot. Confident. Capable. She even handled my 11-year-old with ease. I know, shocker. I wasn’t just impressed… I was also smitten. Severely smitten. Her gorgeous curves and million-dollar smile had me wanting to take her to bed and ravage her in a way that would make her mine. But somehow, I came up with a better idea. There was another way to make her mine… well, kind of. Asking her to be my fake wife. Now, that came with risks. She could’ve run away but the offer was too good for her to pass up. I needed her to play this role for the sake of my daughter, and the ruse was supposed to be simple. Until it wasn’t simple… Until I did what I’d only fantasized about… This thing with her was only going to lead to one thing… disaster. Were we prepared for it?
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