He’s my neighbor from hell.
Rude. Conceited. And cold.
Yet, quite possibly the hottest man I’ve ever met.
He’s seeking a fake bride to help him keep his little girl.
So what do I say when he voices four lovely words: Will you marry me?
I took a leap of faith when I moved back to my late grandmother’s cabin.
Little did I know, I’d live down the street from Mr. Sexy and mysterious.
He’s asked for my hand in marriage to help him win a custody court battle.
If I accept his proposal, I could regret marrying a practical stranger.
And it’s hard to ignore the questions rumbling in my head.
Suspicions for why he moved into my small town.
But if I leave, I’ll lose my one true chance at happiness.