Wrecking the Wedding

He's not supposed to be the one I want. He's supposed to be the lie that saves me.

When my ex shows up to my cousin's wedding with my former best friend on his arm — the one who stole him in the first place — I do the only thing that makes sense in the moment: I grab the closest available man and tell three hundred guests we're engaged.

The closest available man happens to be Weston Cole. My business partner. My most annoying, most infuriating, most impossible to ignore co-founder. The man I have spent two years pretending I don't notice in every meeting, every late night at the office, every time he rolls up his sleeves like he's daring me to look.

He should say no. He doesn't.

Now we're stuck in a fake engagement — one lie, one ring, one very small guest house at a family lake compound with exactly one bed — for the entire wedding week. Every touch is a performance. Every kiss is "for the cameras." Except somewhere between the fake hand-holding and the very real arguments, the line between pretend and real stops existing, and Weston stops pretending he only wants an audience.

He's patient. He's possessive. And he's done waiting for permission.

I built a wall around this friendship for a reason. He's about to tear it down — one claiming, consuming night at a time.

A high-heat, fully explicit standalone Erotic Romance with a guaranteed happily-ever-after. Content is intended for readers 18+.

Genre: Erotic Romance Tropes: Fake Engagement, Forced Proximity, Best Friends to Lovers, Possessive Hero, One Bed, Revenge Romance