I’m so excited!!! I feel like I’ve been waiting for this book to release forever! And it’s finally here. The Wedding Hoax was a book I wrote last year and doing edits on it this summer just reminded me why I loved Cole and Daisy’s story so much! I really, really hope everyone else loves it as much as I do! So without further ado, here’s the blurb and excerpt.
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Meet the bride…
Daisy Willows is a wedding dress designer who longs for her own happily-ever-after. In the meantime, she’s struggling to keep her business going even as she covers her mom’s increasing medical expenses. So when a bridal show expo owner offers to help her out, she can hardly say no. And all it takes is Daisy pretending she’s back with her playboy ex. And that they’re engaged…
Meet the groom…
Cole Benton works for his father’s bridal magazine, which is on the verge of downsizing. All he really wants is a crack at an outdoor lifestyle magazine, and if he has to fake-marry Daisy to make it happen, he’s definitely in. Now Daisy and Cole are playing up their fake engagement, shopping for rings, and even kissing upon request. All of which is makes it a whole lot harder to remember that their big white wedding is a big white lie…
“I won’t sit here and listen to you say it’s no big deal to fake an engagement…to fake an entire wedding…for six months!” She looked as if she was ready to jump across the table and smack Mason for the mere suggestion of being married to Cole. The notion wasn’t that repugnant to her now, was it?
Cole turned to her. “Maybe it’s worth considering.”
“Are you kidding me? You’re actually going along with this fake-marriage idea? You, the sworn bachelor?”
“I’m saying it’s worth talking about before we make a final decision that affects both of our businesses.”
“You’re going to commit to me for six months? You can barely commit to a pair of pants!”
“Hey now. Don’t insult my pants.” She didn’t have to hit below the belt, did she?
She cocked her head to the side, challenging him. He remembered that look well. “And your last girlfriend? How long did she last?”
“How long was it, Daisy? You tell me.” He leaned back and crossed his arms. Why the hell was she being so difficult?
“I was your last girlfriend?”
He shrugged. “I stopped using that word. Seemed it always led to a miscommunication about relationship status. Figured it was easier to drop the word from my vocabulary all together. I’m thinking about getting a pet, though. If I can make that commitment, I’m sure I can deal with this arrangement for a few months.
“You’re getting a pet? You’re going to take care of a dog?”
“I didn’t say anything about a dog. I’m thinking about a fish.”
“Wow. You’re really evolving.”
“Thanks.” He grinned, thoroughly enjoying her biting sarcasm.
“I won’t do it, Cole.”
“My deal is final,” Mason said. “You can take it with my conditions and have many successful years ahead of you in the bridal industry, or you can refuse, and your design house could fail, drift away to nothing. But I’m sure your skills will land you a job as an assistant to another designer if you decide to stay in the field. The choice is yours.” He stood and collected his things. “If you’ll excuse me, I have other opportunities to attend to. You have twenty-four hours to decide before I move on to my next idea.”
He walked out of the room without another word.
It was the first time Cole and Daisy had been alone in the same room since they’d broken up. Something intangible crackled between them like static electricity. The familiar sensation, along with seeing Daisy sitting here all fired up, feisty—and goddamn it sexy—made his heart race.
He really needed this money to come through, but did he want to get engaged to Daisy—go through with a fake marriage—just so he could save the magazine, when simply being in the same room as her made his blood pressure rise along with his dick?