Publication date : March 19, 2022
Language : English
Print length : 425 pages
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No one finds their true love on Tinder…right?
I’m a strong, independent woman. Or that’s what I want to be. And I could be…if not for one distraction…Chase Elliot.
My former friend with benefits and I have enough chemistry to keep a laboratory bubbling. But even after he proposes, I wonder if real romance between a girl like me and a billionaire’s son is even possible.
Also in the mix are multiple misunderstandings, family drama, and the ghosts of Tinder dates past.
Why didn’t anyone tell me the road to happily ever after could be so damn bumpy?
I never intended to get married. My father had other ideas.
If I didn’t settle down, he’d cut me off. And because fake marriages and marriages of convenience seemed torturous, I thought of Ivy.
She’s gorgeous, smart, and sexy. And she’s the only one I can imagine calling my own. That’s why I proposed.
I maybe should’ve told her about my father’s ultimatum first.
So…what’s a guy to do when he blows up the best thing that ever happened to him? Asking for a friend…
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I paced about in the bathroom like a madman before realizing Summer might think I’d fallen into the toilet, so I took a deep, calming breath and headed back out.
Summer was serving a customer, and Ivy had just arrived.
Her eyes lit up when she saw me, and smiling sweetly, she came over and gave me a kiss. I almost forgot she was pregnant as I soaked in her fragrant hair and her soft cheek warm against my lips.
“Hey, I thought I’d drop in.” I maintained a chill vibe, like it was any other day, even though it was anything but.
Ivy giggled at a poodle pouncing past in a sequined coat and a tiara. Pointing, she said, “How cute. The dog looks just like its owner.”
I nodded in agreement as I watched an elderly lady with white curly hair, just like her beloved canine, and yep, she was crowned with a tiara.
Any other day, I would have thanked the lord that not everyone around that neighborhood wore designer and spoke aggressively into their cell phones.
Ivy seemed her natural buoyant self, and by now, I would have whisked her into the back for some fondling and dirty talk summarizing what I planned to do to her that night. But sex was the last thing on my mind.
Summer turned to her daughter. “Can you look after things in here for a moment? I need to do something.”
When Ivy had finished serving a customer, I asked, “Is there something wrong?”
She shook her head. “I’m good.”
“Your mom was in a strange mood,” I said.
“I noticed. Maybe she’s fighting with Mitch.”
“I didn’t think she did fights like normal couples.”
“Oh, she has her moments.” Ivy smiled.
I kept studying her, my eyebrows knitting in the process.
Ivy opened her hands. “What?”
“Are you feeling okay?”
“Why would you ask that?” She tilted her head.
Shuffling from leg to leg, I stared down at my feet. “Um… I don’t know. You look a little pale. That’s all.”
Ivy headed to the mirror and pinched her cheeks. In reality, she looked great. Rosy cheeks. Beautiful as always. She never failed to take my breath away. Even in the mornings when everyone normally looked like shit, Ivy resembled a flower.
I’d read somewhere that love removed any flaws and had us wearing rose-colored glasses.
I was in love. That much, I knew.
JJ Sorel whiles away her day writing Steamy Romance novels. She loves conjuring up slightly damaged, seductive men who fall madly in love with smart, quirky women. Her novels have been translated into four languages.
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