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It was only supposed to be a one night stand…

You could say I was a successful twenty-four year old, if you looked at my house sitting on the edge of a cliff with killer views of the Pacific Ocean. Or my bank account with seven figures from my coaching business. But according to my frenemy, the girl who invited me to her bachelorette party at an exclusive resort in Lake Tahoe, I was just a sad, lonely girl without a man by my side. I’d show her who was living the dream by finding a tall, dark, and handsome man to rock my world for one night.

I accomplish everything I set out to do in life, and that dark haired stranger was no exception. Unfortunately, I didn’t plan on him standing on my doorstep three days later, calling me his wife.

It was only supposed to be one hot and pleasurable night. He wasn’t supposed to ruin my business with his risky proposition to save his own. And I definitely wasn’t supposed to develop feelings for the cowboy who knows how to wear a pair of jeans. They say to bring your A-game to the negotiating table, but we may find out the hard way there’s no winning in love….or one night stands.

EXCERPT
A throat clearing had me looking back upstairs to where Remington stood, arms crossed over his impressive chest. “Are you done freaking out yet or should I take a nap?” Heat flooded the skin from my chest upward. I hated being out of control. I hated anything disrupting my timeline, my schedule, or my carefully laid-out plans. That’s why sleeping with Remington was supposed to stick to one night while on vacation. He wasn’t supposed to bleed over into my actual life.

I gaped at him, trying to come up with words to describe why his being here was putting me off-kilter, but all I could think about was how good he looked with that T-shirt struggling to span his muscles and the damn jeans that fit his thick tree-trunk legs like a well-worn glove. 

It hit me like a scathing review read aloud in public. I could get addicted to this man in the span of a single orgasm, and I’d already had more than a few with him. I had to get rid of him. ASAP.

“We need an annulment,” I stated, never more certain of anything in my life.

Remington barreled down the stairs, his boots a louder sound than my house had heard since I bought it six months ago. He barely fit through the doorways. The furniture looked doll sized compared to him. He didn’t fit in here. He didn’t fit in with my life. He had to go.

“Well, now. Let’s not be hasty,” he drawled, coming close enough to cup his hand on my arm. I pulled my arm back, afraid a simple touch could lead to…well, hell. He’d already taken me in a public bathroom and we’d gotten married, so what could a touch lead to that we hadn’t already done?

“Ugh!” I practically yelled, seething inside. “Don’t start that good-ol’-boy drawl with me, Remington Roth. My knees won’t buckle like the girls back home.”
He flat-out grinned, the a–hole. “I really wish they would. I’d like to see you on your knees.”

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