Wiping Terra’s debt off the books comes with conditions, like a hulking alien in her home… and in her bed Terra Cooper’s boyfriend did her dirty – he stole her intellectual property and left her drowning in debt. Now she has the offer of a lifetime to wipe out all her debt. What sane person would refuse? Of course, she has to accept the hard one, that aliens are among us and two, her huge paycheck means she has to pretend to be married to one. No big deal, right? Wrong . Reade Ammon has his own problems Arrogant, playboy son of Lord Governor of the Planet Centuria, Reade just wants to lay low after a business deal went very bad. Agreeing to a fake marriage with an Earthling will protect him, even though hiding on Earth instead of defending himself is torture. But when things go wrong, he must call on his warrior nature once more, only to discover the human has more fight in her than he thought. Maybe this human is more interesting than he gave her credit for…

Playboy alien, just a job, or something more? Terra’s not sure… After weeks in a tiny safe house, Terra needs some time away. Where better to hide a huge alien in plain sight than Las Vegas? A place with fun, great food, decadent spas… and a chance to see her pretend husband hitting on other women… What the hell? Of course, it’s just a job. Terra’s feelings toward him are complex, but she’s by no means in love with the jerk. Right? Reade doesn’t care who’s after him; he needs an escape. This impromptu vacation might be just the ticket. Here’s hoping the Agency doesn’t notice they’ve up and vanished… A night of gambling, beautiful women, and a good time later, he’s enjoying himself. Until the unthinkable happens. Terra’s been taken and there’s no one to save her… except him. Risking everything to save the woman he loves might not be the best option, but it’s the only option.