She canceled the wedding. She kept the honeymoon. Taking her best friend was supposed to be the safe part.
Tessa Mercer has spent four years saying yes to a future she never wanted. The house. The wedding. The move across the country. Calling off her engagement was the first honest decision she's made in years.
Unfortunately, the luxury Mexican honeymoon is nonrefundable.
Enter Morgan Vale.
Tall, freckled, maddeningly practical Morgan has been Tessa's best friend for five years. She builds museum exhibits, fixes everything Tessa breaks, and always knows exactly what to say when the world falls apart.
She's also been secretly in love with Tessa for two years.
Morgan agrees to the trip with one condition: she's a friend on a beach. Nothing more.
Then the resort welcomes them as Mrs. and Mrs. Mercer.
Correcting the mistake means losing the honeymoon perks they've already paid for. So they buy two cheap wedding rings and agree to play along.
One enormous bed. Couples' massages. A private beach cabana. Romantic dinners. Fourteen nights pretending to be wives.
It should be harmless.
Except Tessa can't stop noticing Morgan's hands. Morgan can't stop imagining what would happen if she finally stopped being careful. And somewhere between a couples' game, a tropical rainstorm, and a bedroom where the rules stop making sense, their fake honeymoon becomes dangerously real.
But the vacation has an expiration date. Back home, an extraordinary career opportunity threatens to send Tessa across the country—and Morgan is determined not to become another person who makes Tessa's decisions for her.
They agreed to pretend for two weeks.
Now they'll have to decide whether they're brave enough to want forever.
A high-heat sapphic friends-to-lovers romance featuring a fake honeymoon, years of secret pining, only-one-bed tension, plenty of explicit intimacy, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after.
