Eleven years ago, I made a pact with my best friend: If we were still single at 35, we’d get married and have a baby! Brad was funny, cocky and insanely s*xy. Hanging out on the beach on Coney was always a blast. His body was ripped and tanned, and I yearned to have his lips on mine, to be his, to be more than friends. But I could only dream. Because he was my secret love. And I was just his goofy buddy. On our last night together before he moved to LA, something was different. We’d had too much to drink. The heat between us too intense to ignore. It was my dream come true and I was so in love. I gave him my V-card. And he left me with his promise: a marriage pact. He couldn’t have been serious, right? I don’t know why I’m still thinking about it. It was so many years ago and we haven’t spoken since. But you know what’s really got my stomach in a knot? < Today’s my 35th birthday - and I’ve got a missed call… from Brad. The Marriage Pact is a stand-alone novel of 80000 words. Spring is in the air so you’ll definitely fall in love with this hot-as-hell alpha and his HEA. I’ve also included some bonus novels for your enjoyment. xx Tia Tia Siren. Spoil the bad girl in you.