The marriage might not be real, but there'll be nothing fake about the wedding night... Moving from Canada to Arkansas with a temporary work permit gave me the safe haven I needed. But I've lost the job I've had for a year, and I can’t go back and face the mess or the man I left behind. Then my landlady suggests the unthinkable. Marry a US citizen so I can get my green card faster. She even thinks she’s found the right man for the job. Eric Carlyle. The insanely sexy bad boy ex-con living in the basement apartment of our building. It’s beyond crazy to ask him to give up the next few years of his life for a stranger. Even crazier to consider marrying a man with such a bad reputation. But when I get a phone call from Immigration Services, in a moment of sheer panic, I tell them I’m engaged. So, I show up at Eric’s front door in tears, and he surprises me by agreeing to a sham marriage. He needs to fix his reputation and he says marrying a sweet and innocent school teacher like me will do that. But he has conditions. He wants to live in my apartment and he wants to share my bed. He says it's just for show, that Immigration will catch us out if we don't. But the more time we spend together, the less sure I am his intentions are honorable...