Breaking the Truce

I'm not proud of it. When my cousin announced she was marrying the one man I'd sworn off forever, I panicked and told my whole family I was engaged too — to Weston Cole, my best friend since college, the man who knows exactly which of my lies are load-bearing and which ones snap under pressure.

Now we're stuck sharing a single guesthouse for three weeks of wedding events, pretending the ring on my hand means something, while Weston plays devoted fiancé so convincingly I start forgetting it's a performance. He's always been infuriating. He's never been this — hand at my back like he owns the right to it, jaw tight every time my ex gets too close, voice dropping to something low and possessive when he thinks no one's listening.

Forced proximity was supposed to be the hard part. It isn't. The hard part is that I asked my best friend to help me win a war I started — and now I can't tell if the war is with my family, or with the years I spent refusing to admit I wanted him.

A high-heat, banter-driven forced proximity romance about the lie that got too real.

Tropes: Fake Engagement, Best Friends to Lovers, Forced Proximity, Possessive Hero, Revenge Romance, Banter-Heavy

Heat Level: High heat / fully explicit. 18+ readers only. All characters are consenting adults aged 18 and over.