I, Everly Townstead, need to stop fantasizing about my brother's billionaire best friend.
Should I have accidentally married the notorious charmer in Vegas? No, because his family is trying to buy my dad's company. Nothing says trust and unity between two businesses like an (accidental) marriage of convenience, right? Three reasons why I absolutely cannot fall for my fake husband: One: My brother would be furious. Two: I can't risk my heart getting broken again. Three: Cash Stafford doesn't do serious–ever. Smart girls like me don't end up with men who flirt with easy smiles. Men like Cash Stafford don't ask for forever. Except I'll never forget he's the boy I made a wedding pact with when I was seventeen. One drunken mistake later—I, Everly Townstead, am completely hitched.
