Under My Skin
Dating him was just an act…so why was he getting under my skin?
After the untimely death of my sister, I was left with custody of her newborn son. Despite trying my best, I was barely able to care for myself, much less an infant. Things were looking bleak…until the opportunity of a lifetime fell into my lap, courtesy of my bestie.
She told me about a friend of hers, a pro football player, who was looking for someone to pose as his girlfriend to help restore his public image, and that he was willing to pay generously for their time. It almost sounded too good to be true.
In a way, it was, because the man offering the help I so desperately needed was none other than my nephew’s father, Braden Hicks. The one person in the world I truly despised.
Trigger Warning: This book deals with the postpartum death of a loved one in a hospital setting.
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