It was supposed to be a relaxing bachelorette getaway for my best friend. Trees, wine, chilling. Then I got shoved into a white-water raft with a wild hunk of a man who could easily rip a log in two with his bare hands. Yum. If being teased by my friends for drooling like an animal wasn’t bad enough, I had to go and fall in the river. Waking up to a kiss from my muscular Prince Charming, though… kind of a bonus. It turns out my hero needs a favor, and since he saved my life, I guess I owe him. But I never expected him to ask me to pretend to be his fiancée. How can I say no when it means he could lose this entire mountain-oasis, his brand new campground business, all because his crappy family won’t give him the cash they promised if he doesn’t give them the wife HE promised? I guess that makes me his fiancée (for now.) P.S. Is it bad that after one kiss, I want it to be… forever?

I have a reputation as a bit of a flirt. What can I say? I’m a guy who likes to get a reaction out of the girls that catch my eye. Girls like Rose. She’s renting a room at the lodge I run with my friends in Blue Mountain, and our chemistry is off the charts, but the rule is no sleeping with the guests. Not a problem: I’ll just hook up with her before she checks in. I’m loving how clever I am—and how delicious she is… until I discover what she’s hiding from me. Rose isn’t who she says she is. And if she gets her way, the lodge I care so much about will be ruined. I have a plan to keep this gorgeous trickster at my side and out of trouble. When she wakes up with my wedding ring on her finger, she knows I figured out her game. Now she wants an annulment. Too bad. I’m not letting her go until I’m satisfied…

Spending the night with a guest in my lodge was a mistake. Getting caught the next morning by her parents is… much worse. Then I really messed it up by panicking and claiming to be her fiancé. I know, I know, but I could tell she was freaking out. I thought I was doing her a favor. Now we’re stuck pretending to be in love. It’s not all bad—she's gorgeous, funny, smart. But when she tells me her life is a mess, I know I can’t stick around because I’ll muck it up more. Just a few days. Then our future husband and wife act can end. What happens when I don’t want it to?