Right here I stand, clutching a bouquet of pale pink roses in back of the doors of the NEVADA chapel, and by the end from the aisle is the absolute last man I imagined will be looking forward to me. Thomas Bane. Bestselling author. Notorious bad youngster. Savagely attractive, dark as sin, chiseled as stone. And, in some way, my soon-to-be spouse. Marry him, and I’ll land my dream job. Save him, and I’ll leave with everything I’ve ever needed. All I must do is remember it’s all for show. None of it really is real, regardless of how real it feels. But 1st, I must survive the kiss. And with lip area like his, I don’t stand a chance.