"Kiss me like one day you'll be my wife."
Fox
Posey is my best friend, and when my sister tries to make good on a bet, I ask her to pretend to be my fiancée to win. All we have to do is spend the weekend together at my uncle's ski chalet. I already give her all my free time and sharing a room-with that king-sized bed-will be easy.
I didn't think our fake kisses would crawl under my skin, but they do, and I fall hard. I want our engagement to be real, but when I propose, she says no. I'm not still in love with my ex like she thinks I am, but I can't tell her the real reason I'm stuck in the past. She'll hate me forever, and I'll lose more than our engagement.
I'll lose my best friend.
Posey
Fox isn't one of those arrogant, playboy billionaires. He's happy spending quiet evenings at my apartment, and we listen to jazz and drink wine while I cook. We've been friends for years, and there's no one I'd rather be with.
When he asks me to pretend to be his fiancée for the weekend to win a bet, I agree. What's a little kissing between best friends? Sharing a bed won't matter . . . we've fallen asleep on my couch more times than I can count.
I'll just have to be careful I don't let my heart get too carried away. Our engagement can never be real for reasons I can't let him know, and I'd rather keep his friendship than end up with nothing at all.
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This book contains conversations about cancer, infertility, and miscarriage. If these are sensitive topics, please read with care. Thank you.
