Macy
I've been crushing on Kane Steele for half my life.
Now I'm thirty, newly single, and finally brave enough to admit I want more than friendship.
Marrying him in Vegas was supposed to solve one problem—not create a dozen more.
Somewhere between "I do" and waking up wearing his ring, I forgot we were only pretending.
Now I don't know how to let him go.
Kane
The day I married Macy, I thought I was helping a friend.
I should have known better.
I'd wanted her from the moment I realized she wasn't a kid anymore.
Now she's signing my name, sleeping in my arms, and trusting me with her heart.
The harder I try to convince myself this marriage is temporary, the more impossible it becomes to imagine letting her walk away.
The problem is... I'm not sure she'll believe I wasn't pretending when we took those vows.
