She’s dreamed of a fairytale wedding, but Tristan Fulmore is not her Prince Charming.
Marilee Davis
All my life I dreamed of the perfect husband, the perfect wedding, and the perfect life. It’s what I was born to do — be a good wife and mother — and all I ever wanted. My sister’s eighteenth birthday meant that she, too, was on the look-out for a husband. How could a curvy girl like me compete with my model thin sister? There was no chance of anyone noticing me with Sharilyn around — or so I thought.
I never thought that when the time came for me to walk down the altar I would be looking for an escape route. I never imagined that the man I would marry would be surrounded by dark rumors of a shady past.
All I wanted was a way out of this disaster. The only thing I have to do is resist my ridiculously sexy husband for three months. No problem.
Tristan Fulmore
For twenty years I’ve been an outcast — a social pariah. Any invitations I received were solely for novelty’s sake; no one wanted to know the truth, they just wanted the danger of being near Tristan Fulmore, the caged lion ready to pounce.
But that wasn’t me at all. I didn’t think anyone would ever be able to see past all of the lies and rumors. I didn’t even want to fantasize about it when I knew it would never happen. That was, until I met Marilee.
Most men wouldn’t be intrigued by a woman that slapped him in the face. But I wasn’t most men. I had to have the firecracker blond if it was the last thing I did.
I got my ring on her finger and the ceremony went off without a hitch… Now I just had to find a way to get my delectable bride into my bed. Piece of cake.
This is a stand-alone novel and can be read on its own. However, it is the third of the same Universe, so if you enjoy Mari and Tristan, give my other couples a try in Carrying Hope and Chasing Aubrey.
