Dr. Hottie

I’m not a big believer in romance. I’m certainly not the type of woman to get drunk, meet a guy, and go to friggin Reno later that night to get married.
But Dr. Hottie himself, AKA Jack Stratton, changed all that. Even if it was all a lie.
Okay, so our relationship is as fake as a bad spray tan. It’s all to show up our mutual exes, make them realize how much they miss us. Can I help it if Jack is so ridiculously handsome that simply being near him makes me blush? And when he smiles at me…
Maybe I should’ve nicknamed him Dr. Panty Dropper.
And I admit, part of me is head-over-heels in love with him. How can I not be when he keeps telling me we have to spend time together? We have to keep up the charade. We have to kiss in private so it looks good when we do it for show.
When my ex finally gets the message a month after our “wedding”, I’m left with two options. Go back to the man who the whole town says is right for me… or gather all my courage and strike off in a new direction. A direction that includes a new future that Jack and I make, together.

Romance