BLURB

 

I went on a revenge date, nearly died, and celebrated surviving with a one-night stand with a billionaire who should’ve stayed a stranger.

Yeah… life’s going great.

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One minute I’m choking on a rogue nut. The next, a gorgeous stranger is saving my life and ruining it in one night.
I told him it was a mistake. He almost believed me.

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But when my ex RSVP’d “plus one” to the biggest gala of the year, my options were: cry, fake a heart attack, or call the man I swore I’d never see again.

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We faked smiles, faked chemistry… okay, we failed at faking chemistry.
Now there are flowers on my desk, weekends in Paris, his toothbrush in my bathroom, and feelings that are way too close to love.

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The press calls him a national treasure, his family wants a power marriage, and they’re doing everything they can to make me disappear.

The worst part? When I realize I’m pregnant, I want to beat them to it, run for the hills, and never come back.
Telling him will destroy everything.

And I’m scared to find out if love can survive the wreckage.

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