Travis Carter is a motocross superstar with a dirty mouth and an even dirtier body. He's my wild, inked-up, infuriatingly sexy stepbrother...and he's also my brand new husband.
Things got a little crazy in Vegas, okay?
But it's not what it looks like, I swear! This whole marriage thing was just supposed to be a way for me to sneak into the world's most exclusive honeymoon hotel and get a scoop for the gossip blog I'm working at.
Too bad Travis doesn't buy that for one second. He thinks I married him because I want him. That secretly, I lie awake at night wondering what he looks like underneath those tight, ripped-up jeans. After all, when we first met, I did want him, and I almost gave him everything.
But I'm going to prove him wrong. All I have to do is survive two weeks at a luxury Hawaiian resort full of newlyweds, celebrities, and private beaches without hopping into bed with him and letting him make me his blushing bride. Oh, yeah, and I have to pretend to be in love with him the whole time.
You know, I hope our honeymoon suite has a really, really cold shower. I have a feeling I'm going to need it.