Fake Fiancé, Real Wedding

It’s supposed to be pretend. But the way Del melts under my hands? Nothing about this feels fake. And I’m one touch away from making her mine.

Lachlan 

I came to the Blue Mountains to start over. New town. New business. No complications.

Then I clash with the most infuriating, gorgeous woman I’ve ever met while saving a truckload of baby animals from going over a cliff.

She’s a feisty, pint-sized cosplayer with a mouth that could cut steel and curves that test every ounce of my discipline. In other words, chaos. I’m a former Special Forces commando who likes control, silence, and being left the hell alone. We clash hard. Sparks fly harder.

And then I find out my entire future—my investment, my plans, my fresh start—hinges on one inconvenient detail: I can’t be single.

So now the sassy woman I just met? The one who drives me insane and makes my blood run hot? She’s my fake fiancée.

It’s temporary. It’s strategic. It’s strictly for show.

Except the way she fits against me isn’t fake. The heat in her kiss definitely isn’t fake. And the more I touch her, the more I forget this was ever meant to be pretend.

I’ve handled war zones. I’ve survived worse than bullets. But falling for my fake fiancée?

That might be the most dangerous mission of all.