You just can’t make these things up…
Life has been a rollercoaster through a forest filled with dream-eating squirrels who are hot on my tail. Okay, it’s not that bad, but it feels like it is at times.
I’m a single mom to my sister’s little girl, and I found out a year ago that Hollywood is making a movie from one of my books. It would be great news except they failed to tell me they were making the film.
To top it all off, I’m falling for a smirking, self-entitled jerk who almost ran into me the other day. He’s busy flirting with the single moms at the school play and pretending to be God’s gift to women. Why is he stealing my thoughts, my breath, and my desire to be independent?
I might’ve made a name for myself writing fantasy, but my life is no fairy tale right now. The last thing I need is to be falling in love with him. Him of ALL people. Ugh.
There has to be more than meets the eye. And the eye is very, very happy. This single-father lawyer is willing to save my career and what does he want in return?
Me. Nothing much, right?
It would be easier to stay frenemies with this handsome hunk, but I find myself in the one place I hoped I’d never be.
Desperate for him.