Getting stood up at the altar might be the best thing that ever happened to me. If only I could convince my friends and family of that. When I escape for some much-needed alone time, I run into Oliver.
He used to be my brother’s best friend, and was always my first crush. We haven’t seen each in years, and he’s even more gorgeous than ever. I don’t expect the chemistry that instantly flares up between us. I don’t expect him to kiss me.
And I definitely don’t expect to wake up the next morning with his ring on my finger…
Oliver As a sworn bachelor, the last thing I should find attractive is a woman in a wedding gown. But Lilian isn’t just any woman. She’s the younger sister of one of my former friends, and she’s just been stood up at the altar. I know she’s hurting, and I want to do everything in my power to comfort her. To show her that the fool didn’t deserve her.
Still, no matter how I try to tell myself she’s off-limits, I can’t stop fantasizing about all the wicked things I want to do to her beautiful body after I strip her out of that gown.
Maybe that explains why we wake up together the next morning, with brand-new wedding rings on our fingers. She expects me to run. But I won’t.
Instead, I’m going to make her mine. Forever.