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My best friend’s little sister has been getting under my skin for decades. She’s my lifelong nemesis and now-apparently-my wife.
When Willa Jameson stumbled into my bar drunk, heartbroken, and desperate to save her family farm, I offered to marry her. For “convenience.”
Which is hilarious, because nothing about my attraction to this hurricane with hips has ever been convenient.
Now we’re sharing a roof, a bed, and a potential felony thanks to our fake marriage.
It’s supposed to be a favor between not-quite-friends-but-not-quite-enemies. Then our late-night arguments turn into practice make out sessions.
But according to her, that changes absolutely nothing between us.
No matter how many lines we draw, we keep crossing them-in the kitchen, on the porch, in the tiny bed that’s become both heaven and hell.
And the woman who swears she hates me starts looking at me like I might be exactly what she needs.
She calls me her temporary husband. I call her my daily torture, because every day we play house, it feels less like pretending and more like home.
When this ends, I don’t know how I’m going to forget what it felt like to call her mine. So either I walk away with her, or I don’t walk away at all.
Binding Type: Paperback
Author: Brighton Walsh
Published: 01/01/2026
Publisher: Bright Publishing
ISBN: 9781685180522
Pages: 410
Weight: 0.84lbs
Size: 1.02″ H x 8.00″ L x 5.25″ W
About the Author
Walsh, Brighton: – Award-winning USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Brighton Walsh spent a decade as a professional photographer before taking her storytelling in a different direction and reconnecting with her first love-writing. She likes her books how she likes her tea-steamy and satisfying-and adores strong-willed heroines and the protective heroes who fall head over heels for them. Brighton lives along the shores of Lake Michigan with her real life hero of a husband, her two kids-both taller than her-and her dog who thinks she’s a queen. Her boy-filled house is the setting for dirty socks galore, frequent dance parties (okay, so it’s mostly her, by herself, while her children look on in horror), and more laughter than she thought possible. Connect with her online at brightonwalsh.com/quicklinks.
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