A perfect example of an innocent bet turning ugly.
An almost innocent bet.
My best friend challenged me to fake marry her (very hot) brother.
The same brother who picked on me throughout high school.
I didn’t see any harm in playing along.
Not like I’d actually fall for the enemy, right?
So there I was…
Playing the role of Ryder’s fake wife.
Desperately trying to draw the line between fake and real.
While his tempting muscles stared me right in the face.
While his fingers raked over my curves.
Ruining any attempt to not fall in love.
What the heck had I signed up for?
Was the bet even worth the fake marriage?
Especially if I ended up with a real baby?