Nash Brooks is my cut throat enemy who already destroyed my career once. The only way to stop history from repeating? Fake our engagement. 

Years after law school, Nash waltzes into my small town courtroom with his sharp suits, airtight arguments, and a flawless memory of how to press every one of my buttons.

Manspreading at my defense table. 

Eavesdropping on my first date. 

Stealing my milkshake.

The twist? He’s suddenly protective when some greasy lawyer gets too close. And now, my reputation rests on convincing the entire legal community that I have a fake fiancé.

I don’t let that stop me from having my fun. After all, the professional conference we go to is basically an adult summer camp.

Sure, it means a week of sharing a room, public displays of affection, and keeping our arguments behind closed doors.

But it also means campfire games, s’mores, and skinny dipping. Nash surprises me, though. The workaholic is suddenly game for it all.

First, the fake kisses turn real.

Then we’re sharing one bed.

I plead the fifth to what happens behind that waterfall.

I should’ve known better because Nash is keeping a secret that could derail my career all over again.

For the record, falling for Nash wasn't planned.

✓ Enemies-to-lovers

✓ Fake engagement

✓ Forced proximity

✓ Only one bed

✓ Summer camp vibes

✓ Open Door

✓ Banter

✓ Slow burn 🔥🔥🔥