Brantley Jenkins and I only have one thing in common… We wouldn’t get married if our lives depended on it. But in our families – not getting married isn’t an option. I knew when I hired him to help with my grandmother’s business, she would see him as something more. We drank down her tricky poison like fools. Only to wake up the next morning and realize we’d be duped. Like it or not, we are now married. We have no choice but to try and make this work. Our fake marriage gets a little too real for me, when I learn our very real hot and steamy sex… has led to me being very pregnant. Right after Brantley has made it clear that kids are not in the cards for him. Will our arranged marriage prove to be a happy accident? Or are we fooling ourselves in the way we hoped to fool everyone else?