With: Kacy Cross

Title: Fake Marriage to her Bodyguard
Author: Kacy Cross
Series: Make Believe Brides
Genre: Sweet Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 1, 2019
Shiloh Anderson is done with men who can’t spell “commitment.” She’d rather focus on opening her own business instead of wading back into the dating pool in hopes of meeting a unicorn of a man who won’t run the other way the moment things get serious.
But that was before someone starts stalking
her.
Her brother plunks
down a solution in the form of a fake engagement to his best friend, the one
man he trusts to keep her safe. Suddenly she has a pretend fiancĂ© who’s
treating her like his cherished bride. It’s all an act. Right? Except someone
needs to explain to her lonely, commitment-starved heart that none of this is
real.
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Title: Fake Marriage to her Best Friend
Author: Kacy Cross
Series: Make Believe Brides
Genre: Sweet Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 3, 2019
Two best friends, one fake marriage and a
solemn promise that it won’t get weird—but that was before the kiss that
changed everything…
Author: Kacy Cross
Series: Make Believe Brides
Genre: Sweet Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 30, 2019
On camera, they’re the perfect bride and groom. Too bad
she doesn’t know who he really is…
Find out more at: Goodreads | Amazon
Find out more at: Goodreads | Amazon
I write romance novels starring swoon-worthy heroes that you can share
with your daughter, the ladies at church and your grandmother without fear
because my books never contain bad language, violence or adult content. I live
in Texas where I’ve seen bobcats and beavers near my house, but sadly not one
cowboy. I’m raising two mini-ninjas alongside the love of my life who cooks
while I write, which is my definition of a true hero.
Come for the romance, stay for the happily ever after. My books will
make you laugh, cry and swoon–cross my heart.
Excerpt:
"It’s not that big of a favor," Kellan interjected quickly. "So put that out of your mind. I couldn’t sleep at night in my own condo anyway now that I know there’s a serious threat. Let me crash here and we’ll all feel better. That’s all there is to this. The fake engagement thing is strictly to avoid gossip. You know, if you even care about that. Some women wouldn’t.”
The
implications washed over her and dang it, her cheeks went hot. “I’m the kind
who cares. So I appreciate that. And it is a big favor. Being fake engaged
means a lot of hand-holding and adoring looks. I’m not sure how to even do
that.”
“If
you’re worried about my acting skills,” he said blithely, “don’t. I can hold my
own.”
That’s
when he gave her one of his adorable lopsided smiles, the same one that had
made a mess of her insides yesterday. Okay, so he had that part down pat, no
problem.
“It’s not
you I’m worried about,” she muttered without thinking and that’s when Kellan
figured out where he wanted to stand—entirely too close to her.
Wow, was
he tall. She blinked up at him as he took her hand gently in his. It was a
strange contradiction for a guy with such obvious strength to have the capacity
to be that restrained. Her heartbeat went into triple time as he looked down at
her.
“I’m not
worried about either of us,” he murmured. “We’ve known each other a long time.
We just have to get comfortable with each other and it’ll be fine.”
Easy for
him to say. She was the least comfortable she’d been in her life, with Kellan’s
deep voice flooding through her and his fingers clasping hers. When had he
gotten so devastatingly gorgeous? Or rather, when had she started noticing it?
Because of course he looked the same as he always had.
“This is
going to put a big hole in your dating life,” she said, which he’d likely
already figured out.
“I’m
good.”
That told
her nothing at all. Was he planning to keep seeing women on the sly? Or was he
on the downside of a bad breakup? Suddenly, it felt hugely necessary to dissect
the man who would willingly enter such a stupid agreement, all for what
amounted to a favor for a friend.
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