The arrogant billionaire who moved back to our small town with plans to “modernize” everything—including the block my bakery sits on.
Then the fire happened. One minute I had a home above my shop, the next I was standing in ashes with nowhere to go.
And somehow, Chase offered me a place to stay.
He’s gruff, impossible, and maddeningly protective. I keep telling myself it’s temporary—but my ex is suing for custody and Chase suggests a wild solution that helps us both: pretend we’re engaged.
Now we’re living under the same roof, sharing secrets, stolen glances, and far too many almost-kisses.
Somewhere between the fake smiles and real touches, I start to fall for the man I swore I’d never trust.
