What happens in Vegas... doesn't always stay in Vegas.
One wild night. Too many drinks. And the next morning, I woke up with a wedding ring on my finger-married to a man I'd met less than twelve hours earlier.
Not just any man.
Peter
. My best friend's soon-to-be brother-in-law.
A grumpy, drop-dead-gorgeous lawyer who doesn't believe in love.
It was supposed to be a quick fix: sign the divorce papers and pretend the whole thing never happened.
Except there's a catch-we have to stay married for six months.
Now we're stuck sharing a house. He's also become my new boss, which makes resisting him so much harder.
We're complete opposites-he's all rules and control, I'm all heart and hope.
Falling for him was never part of the plan.
But the more time we spend together, the more I forget about the rules... and the divorce countdown.
I thought it was the worst mistake of my life.
Turns out, it might be the most perfect accident.