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Fake in Love

An Enemies to Lovers Romance

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I don't want to share my enemy's bed or wear his wedding ring. But I'll do it if it means protecting my father's diner... FML. Jesse Taylor has found a million ways to make my life hell. He arrests me, pats me down, and impounds my car. He shows up at my diner and grills me in front of my customers. He mocks me with his special nickname for me, "Angel". The insufferable deputy takes pleasure in seeing me squirm, and I despise him for it. So when Jesse proposes a marriage of convenience, I flip him off. He's the devil in uniform, and I will not be swayed. Until my diner is threatened. And I realize taking the deal is my only way out. I need protection. He needs to clean up his image. The rules are simple. One. We share his bed. Two. He calls me "my wife." Three. We don't fall in love. Even when his gaze softens along with his touches. Or when he puts it all on the line to give me what I've always wanted. I guess rules are made to be broken. I just hope Jesse doesn't break what's left of my heart.

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Fake in Love, Bailey Hart

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2024
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Tytuł
Fake in Love
Podtytuł
An Enemies to Lovers Romance
Język
angielski
Rok wydania
2024
Oprawa
miękka
Liczba stron
334
ISBN10
0796135096
ISBN13
9780796135094
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I don't want to share my enemy's bed or wear his wedding ring. But I'll do it if it means protecting my father's diner... FML. Jesse Taylor has found a million ways to make my life hell. He arrests me, pats me down, and impounds my car. He shows up at my diner and grills me in front of my customers. He mocks me with his special nickname for me, "Angel". The insufferable deputy takes pleasure in seeing me squirm, and I despise him for it. So when Jesse proposes a marriage of convenience, I flip him off. He's the devil in uniform, and I will not be swayed. Until my diner is threatened. And I realize taking the deal is my only way out. I need protection. He needs to clean up his image. The rules are simple. One. We share his bed. Two. He calls me "my wife." Three. We don't fall in love. Even when his gaze softens along with his touches. Or when he puts it all on the line to give me what I've always wanted. I guess rules are made to be broken. I just hope Jesse doesn't break what's left of my heart.