My marriage to my sister's best friend might be fake, but the sudden need to claim her while she's wearing nothing but my football jersey is real.
I have a ten-million-dollar debt and a ticking clock thanks to one disastrous poker game.
My father's will demands I marry, or I can kiss my inheritance goodbye.
Enter Lily, my sister's best friend and the feisty brunette I embarrassed at a college party.
She's agreed to play my loving wife as long as I help save her Nana's failing bookstore.
Sounds straightforward, but there's nothing simple about the way she ignites a fire in my veins with her innocent glances.
Or how our fake kisses send a spark, like a sudden charge down the football field before a touchdown.
Every laugh and lingering touch chips away at the walls I've built around my heart.
I'm supposed to keep it cool, but I'm losing my grip.
And I'm starting to wonder, what if this marriage could be something real?
If I lay my cards on the table and tell her about the money I owe, I risk losing her for good.
I've played high-stakes games before, but betting on Lily might be the one I'm not willing to lose.
