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He's a giant of a man who grunts for words and barks out orders, yet circumstances require I be his fake girlfriend and spend the weekend with him in an isolated cabin. And of course there's only one bed. Just my luck...But I need this commission check that only Boston can guarantee me. So I hike up the mountain 'til I can't feel my legs, eat questionable canned beans for sustenance, and vow to simply ignore him for two days. What I didn't count on was a freak blizzard to lock us in the cabin for a bit longer. I also didn't expect to discover that beneath all those muscles and long hair and smoldery looks, Boston has a soft heart and a sad past that makes me itch to fix it. And of course we have to snuggle to preserve body heat. My luck is turning...We find more-ahem-creative ways to pass the time, and holy snowstorm is Boston creative! We both know this charade ends when we get off the mountain, so we use our time together wisely.Turns out there's one final twist: he's my best friend's estranged brother. Yep, my luck has officially run out...

This single parent dating experiment is about to go viral...JamesonWhen my eight-year-old son starts asking question about love, I decide to use a magazine article on how to woo a woman to prove, once and for all, that romantic love doesn't exist. Companionship, habit, mild fondness, sure, but not that thing called love. I have my hypothesis ready and I'm dead set on experimenting on my new neighbor, the single mom who does the weirdest things.But my experiment goes awry in unexplainable ways...Lily-MarieWhen dating apps fail me spectacularly, I decide to go old school and use a 1950s magazine I dug up at a yard sale to help find Mr. Right.Fifty Ways to Find a Husband.Sounds legit.Problem is, my new neighbor, Mr. Science Professor, keeps blocking my attempts. And keeps losing his shirt. How does a book nerd have so many muscles anyway? Thing is, my kids like his son and we start spending a lot of time together, which is distracting me from my ultimate goal: to find a husband to sweep me off my feet and be a good father to my kids.Things get comical quick when my best friend records everything in her daily newspaper column. I can't help but wonder if single moms like me can actually catch a husband. Or will this Mom-Com go viral as an epic train wreck?

Sometimes you have to fake it till you make it, in life and in matters of the heart.WalkerI practically have Widower stamped on my forehead as a speaker traveling the world talking about my experience losing my wife to cancer as newlyweds. Which has always suited me just fine. Until a woman all wrong for me jumpstarts my heart with her comical bad luck at the airport. If I help her out, even for just this weekend, will I also have to throw away my lucrative career as the permanently grieving husband?JemmaThis final yearly trip with my old friends from high school has gone from bad to worse with a broken suitcase handle and my clothes strewn all over the baggage belt. Tall, dark, and handsome has witnessed all my humiliation with that condescending smirk, yet somehow I crave more time with this total stranger. When he offers to get my so-called friends off my back, who am I to say no?But somehow between fake kisses and real conversation, the lines blur on what's pretend and what's true love. But what happens in Colorado, has to stay in Colorado. Doesn't it?The Faking It series books are all stand alone sweet romances about fake relationships turning out to be more real than ever suspected. When true love is on the line, you can't fake your feelings...