She’s forced to start over in the small town she swore she’d never live in.
New house. New job. New rules. Including going on her first post-divorce date.
He’s safe. Convenient. Strictly benefits only. Her new roommate’s older cousin and absolutely not someone she plans on catching feelings for. There’s just one problem...
He isn’t a stranger. He’s the man she kissed a few weeks ago while working undercover. And he’s still furious about it...
Alessia:It was supposed to be just another job. Get the footage. Get paid. Chip away at the mountain of debt my unexpected divorce left behind. Simple.
I was supposed to blend in. Play the part. Leave with proof that he's a cheater. But instead, I went off script.
Maybe it was lust.
Maybe it was loneliness.
Maybe it was the kind of reckless self-sabotage you fall into after your life implodes.
One second, I’m doing my job. The next, I’m kissing the target.
And worse? I like it.
I turn in the footage, label him just another cheater in my long, tragic history of choosing the wrong men, and move on.
Until I see him again. Only this time, he’s not the man I thought he was and he was never a cheater to start.
And now I’m the one who’s been caught.
Gabriel:I’ve spent years building other people’s dreams in New York City while quietly counting my days until I could do something for me. Now I’m finally getting my chance.
My construction and remodeling business is taking off with my cousin, my first major project is lining up, and for once, everything feels steady.
Then at my company holiday party, a woman corners me and kisses me like she means it. It tilts my world on its' axis and reminds me how it used to feel to be wanted.
And then she disappears.
Later, I find out she isn’t who I thought she was. In fact, it was all one big mix-up of mistaken identity. And just when I think I’m done with her, she shows up again for a blind date this time.
Fresh out of a divorce. Guarded. Complicated. Not looking for anything real.
Good. Neither am I. At least, that’s what I tell myself. But I keep coming back.
Again.
And again.
Andagain.
Until she’s living in my home as my new roommate. And this time, I don’t want her to leave.
This is book 3 in an interconnected series but can be read as a true standalone. It features a divorced MMC and a recently divorced FMC as they navigate their second chance at love, mistaken identity, and a forced proximity/roommates situation in their small-town. It has a guaranteed HEA.
New house. New job. New rules. Including going on her first post-divorce date.
He’s safe. Convenient. Strictly benefits only. Her new roommate’s older cousin and absolutely not someone she plans on catching feelings for. There’s just one problem...
He isn’t a stranger. He’s the man she kissed a few weeks ago while working undercover. And he’s still furious about it...
Alessia:It was supposed to be just another job. Get the footage. Get paid. Chip away at the mountain of debt my unexpected divorce left behind. Simple.
I was supposed to blend in. Play the part. Leave with proof that he's a cheater. But instead, I went off script.
Maybe it was lust.
Maybe it was loneliness.
Maybe it was the kind of reckless self-sabotage you fall into after your life implodes.
One second, I’m doing my job. The next, I’m kissing the target.
And worse? I like it.
I turn in the footage, label him just another cheater in my long, tragic history of choosing the wrong men, and move on.
Until I see him again. Only this time, he’s not the man I thought he was and he was never a cheater to start.
And now I’m the one who’s been caught.
Gabriel:I’ve spent years building other people’s dreams in New York City while quietly counting my days until I could do something for me. Now I’m finally getting my chance.
My construction and remodeling business is taking off with my cousin, my first major project is lining up, and for once, everything feels steady.
Then at my company holiday party, a woman corners me and kisses me like she means it. It tilts my world on its' axis and reminds me how it used to feel to be wanted.
And then she disappears.
Later, I find out she isn’t who I thought she was. In fact, it was all one big mix-up of mistaken identity. And just when I think I’m done with her, she shows up again for a blind date this time.
Fresh out of a divorce. Guarded. Complicated. Not looking for anything real.
Good. Neither am I. At least, that’s what I tell myself. But I keep coming back.
Again.
And again.
Andagain.
Until she’s living in my home as my new roommate. And this time, I don’t want her to leave.
This is book 3 in an interconnected series but can be read as a true standalone. It features a divorced MMC and a recently divorced FMC as they navigate their second chance at love, mistaken identity, and a forced proximity/roommates situation in their small-town. It has a guaranteed HEA.
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