I run from my wedding yacht, get mistaken for a stranger, and end up trapped with an off-limits billionaire.
I arrive in the small town of Blakely Bay in the slip dress from under my wedding gown, my heels in one hand and panic in the other.
Five minutes later, everyone thinks I’m the new PR consultant for Griffin Hartwell—the last man I should be lying to.
Then a storm strands us in one cottage, and suddenly I’m sharing porch light, work files, and too much air with a man built for board...
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