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My best friend was only supposed to be my fake date to a work event in Vegas. But when my ex showed up with another woman on his arm, my friend suggested the ultimate payback: pretending we were engaged. When I accidentally mention my medical insurance issues due to a car accident, he proposes taking our charade to the next level—a temporary marriage until I'm better. I nearly spit out my drink. Yeah, right. Like that won't completely ruin our friendship. But we can't go back now. Our charade worked so well that everyone bought it—even my ex, who leaked our Vegas wedding all over the internet.

I stupidly agree to allow a handsome hockey player to rent a room upstairs. Am I crazy? Maybe. Desperately broke? Most definitely. So imagine my shock to discover he's the cute hockey guy I kissed at my best friend's wedding last year. He still calls me princess and is unfairly gorgeous. And now I have to see him. Every. Single. Day. I'm trying not to trip over my own feelings—for the sake of this team and my job as the team's community relations manager.

He's the hottest country rock star in the country whose reputation needs to be repaired. I'm an unemployed event planner who's desperate for a job. When I'm forced to team up with Mr. Smolder for the most ambitious Christmas event around, it might be my biggest mistake yet . . .

Put your hand up if you've ever moved to a new place and found a wild animal loose in your attic, and your former high school sweetheart shows up, looking just as incredibly handsome as the day he kissed you? *Puts hand up.* Just me? Then I probably don't need to tell you that all I can think about is how I'd like to kiss him right now . . . and that is a big NOPE. Because I'm a single mom, and my whole life is in a state of major renovation right now. Especially since I bought a major fixer upper in the beach town where I grew up and moved in with my daughter.

This was my summer to get away from it all. Live like a hermit. Fix up my family's vacation home. Until Ella arrived. My infuriating neighbor has returned for beach season. Ever since our families bought summer homes next to each other, that was the beginning of our neighbor war. Now I have to see her every. single. day. When I let it slip that I'm making a few home improvements, she jumps at the chance to help. She's an interior designer who needs work. I'm a man who loathes shopping. Any mention of the words color palette makes me want to break out in hives.