My ultra-hot brother's best friend is standing naked in my backyard, facing me.
Do I punch him or taste him... first?
Chase Talbot. The man who took my V-card years ago and disappeared before sunrise.
Six-foot-five of pure muscle... and a hockey stick to match.
Now a Forbes billionaire, he volunteers as my fake fiancé.
I accept.
God help me.
I need this engagement to be believable—my research grant depends on it.
Two million dollars to help injured athletes walk again.
But there's nothing fake about the way my core reacts when he touches me.
Nothing pretend about the heat in his eyes when I wear his jersey.
And definitely nothing fictional about how he makes me come... undone.
He wants a second chance.
And he might be different now—but I learned my lesson.
Never trust a man who thinks you have to choose between your brain and your heart.
Even if he swears that now, with him, you don't need to.
—
A standalone steamy novella with an HEA. No cliffhanger, no cheating, no love triangles, and no violence.