Four-ever Single
When I stood at the altar, saying vows to my fake husband, I didn’t expect them to feel so real.
Jones and I hadn’t been dating long enough to throw the L word around, yet it flowed off my tongue so easily, just like everything when it came to him. Our chemistry was off the charts from the very first touch, nearly setting things on fire as often as the ones he set in the kitchen when he cooked.
But everything in my life suddenly got flipped upside down when I learned that my grandmother left everything to me in her estate. The only problem? I had to be married by my twenty-fifth birthday in order to claim my inheritance.
There was a lot to plan in under two weeks, all while making sure everyone believed our shotgun wedding was real. The last thing I needed was for my vindictive cousin to come in and contest the marriage in court before the six-month stipulation passed.
Loving Jones was easy. But nothing could have prepared me for how hard my heart would break when his life was on the line, and I was the one to blame.
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