A fake marriage. Sizzling attraction. And only one bed.

Temple
Marrying my best friend’s older brother was the perfect solution to my problem. Flynn was heading back overseas to serve in the military, and I got my inheritance. No complications. No messy emotions. Just signatures on paper and a gold band on my finger.
But when my cousin decides to contest my marriage, I know I need to find my “fake” husband and make our union look real.

Flynn
I did my duty—signed the papers, played the hero, and secured Temple’s inheritance. It was easy to play the doting husband from across several oceans. But when I open my door to find my wife standing there, pink luggage in tow, I know my quiet life in Saddle Creek just got a whole lot louder.
Our marriage was only meant to be a means to an end. Now she’s living in my one-bedroom cabin, testing every ounce of my self-control. I’m starting to think the biggest lie we ever told… was that this marriage wasn’t real.