I'm married to a billionaire.
And I don't even know his last name.
I’m freshly dumped. Honeymooning solo. Bawling into a martini glass in Vegas… when I lock eyes with him.
Hansley is funny. Charming. Hot. The perfect distraction. He’s looking for a little fun and I’m drunk enough to indulge in it.
It’s the perfect one night stand.
Until I wake up with his ring on my finger and a video of our Elvis-sanctioned nuptials online.
Backed into a public relations nightmare, Hansley and I strike a deal. Stay married for one month and then divorce.
Simple. Until he touches me. Until he pampers me. Until I find out what’s lying behind all that effortless charm and those gorgeous brown eyes.
This isn’t real. It’s all going to end but… I can’t control my heart.
I think I’m falling in love with my husband.