Falling For Forever

Going home for Thanksgiving will be different this year. I'm supposed to bring the rolls. Instead, I'm bringing my new Scottish husband—who no one's met. He needed a wife; I needed a break from my mom's nagging. It's a temporary match made in contract heaven.

Until I start falling in love. Now what do I do? Because in one year, I'll have to say goodbye, and my husband will take my heart with him.