Friendly Fire

The wedding was fake. The paperwork—and that kiss—were entirely too real.



Daniel Costello has been my person since the third grade. The first one I call. The one who always shows up. The best friend I’d never risk by wanting more.



Then a stroke lands my grandfather in the hospital, and Daniel suggests something completely reckless: Give Grandpa the wedding he’s spent years insisting we should have.



The plan is simple. Say the vows, comfort him, and intercept the license before it becomes official.



Except Daniel produces an antique ring he’s carried for years. Our vows sound suspiciously real. And the kiss meant to sell our performance burns through every boundary we’ve ever drawn.



Then a well-meaning nurse mails the license.



Now we’re legally married, the firehouse has a betting pool, and all of Huckleberry Creek is celebrating the wedding everyone saw coming but us.



Falling for my husband would be easy.



Risking the best friendship of my life could burn everything down.