The only thing I admire more than the old farmhouse next door is the guy who owns it. My best friend’s brother.
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A Reckless Memory | Marie Johnston
I fled minutes before my wedding when I learned my fiancé had been paid to marry me. Ten years, too many crappy exes, and one drunken decision later, I’m now his boss.