Fake it Under the Mistletoe

There are three things people should know before letting me near an injured professional athlete.
One, I am very good at my job.
Two, my bedside manner has been described as "aggressively cheerful in a way that feels humanly questionable."
Three, I will absolutely threaten a grown man with resistance bands if he lies to me about his pain level.
Crew Wolfcraft lies about his pain level. Constantly.
He also has a hip that's one bad twist from ending his career, a charity weekend he'd rather die than attend, and the conversational range of a man being held hostage. I've been hired to keep him upright through Christmas. That's the job.

Then a reporter asks a question under the mistletoe, Crew opens his mouth, and my grandmother's ring—the one on my hand, the one being resized, the one I am absolutely not engaged with—becomes a headline.

I don't correct him.
In my defense: my Tía Marta has lined up a dentist, an architect, and a firefighter for me to meet before Christmas Eve.
Now there's a tamalada, four aunts with a group chat and no fear of God, a cat named Don Gato Corleone who has chosen him over me, and a man who was supposed to leave in January learning my grandmother's recipes like he's planning to stay.

I can rehab a hip in eight weeks.
I have no idea what to do about the rest.
From USA Today Bestselling Author Claudia Burgoa comes a grumpy-sunshine fake-engagement romance about a big, loud Mexican-American family, a hockey player with a bad hip and worse coping skills, and one very small lie that refuses to stay small.

🎄 Fake Engagement
🎄 Hockey Romance
🎄 Grumpy x Sunshine
🎄 Big Loud Mexican Family
🎄 Found Family
🎄 Forced Proximity
🎄 He Falls First
🎄 Meddling Tías
🎄 A cat with very strong opinions