Fall in love with the billionaire Brewer Family heroes in The Proposal, The Arrangement, and The Invitation.
The Proposal:
Breaking News: Rugbys bad boy marries his best friends little sister
If Renn Brewer wouldve asked me to marry him, I wouldve said no.
Why?
One, his reputation precedes him. His name is in the headlines at least once a month. Two, hes not just my brothers best friend. Theyre teammates. And three, Im in my self-care era.
Unfortunately, a version of me equates self-care with bad choices.
The cocktail in my hand—similar to the one that got me into this situation—is the prettiest shade of pink. Its...
Fall in love with the billionaire Brewer Family heroes in The Proposal, The Arrangement, and The Invitation.
The Proposal:
Breaking News: Rugbys bad boy marries his best friends little sister
If Renn Brewer wouldve asked me to marry him, I wouldve said no.
Why?
One, his reputation precedes him. His name is in the headlines at least once a month. Two, hes not just my brothers best friend. Theyre teammates. And three, Im in my self-care era.
Unfortunately, a version of me equates self-care with bad choices.
The cocktail in my hand—similar to the one that got me into this situation—is the prettiest shade of pink. Its almost the same color as the giant rock on my left hand. And instead of discussing an annulment, Im considering a 90-day marriage of convenience to the man I accidentally married in Las Vegas.
Renn didnt propose marriage. But he does deliver a proposal I might be unable to turn down.
The Arrangement:
The gorgeous CEO of Brewer Air is my boss and, thanks to a bet, my new husband for six months.
Why? Because I begged.
I have a grandmother to support, a stack of bills higher than my five-foot frame, and as a cherry on top, I need to find a new place to live. Soon.
Sure, Jason Brewer’s bright green eyes and chiseled jawline steal my breath. His smirk makes me weak. The former military hero’s protective nature is as sexy as watching him control a boardroom or fly a plane.
But none of that matters. I’m desperate—not foolish. I know forever-level commitments aren’t real. This is simply a business transaction with a billionaire.
It’s too bad we didn’t consider all contingencies.
Our first kiss was to seal the deal. The second was in front of an Elvis impersonator. The third kiss led to a honeymoon that was so hot it burned into my memory.
I tell myself it’s okay because there’s an arrangement in place. It’s a—very—enjoyable means to a much-needed end. There’s nothing to worry about.
Except there is …
Jason is determined to prove that we could be more. When he proposes a new arrangement, it changes everything in ways I never saw coming.
The Invitation:
I hate Ripley Brewer.
So, why am I cuddling on his lap, peering into his ocean-blue eyes while cameras record our every move?
My best friend needs my help to save her career, and I would do anything for her. Besides, filming a reality show sounds fun … until Ripley shows up to play the role of my fake boyfriend.
As always, we nearly come to blows within minutes of seeing each other. The playboy billionaire accuses me of a setup, but I insist I’d rather live in a world without carbs than spend a minute with him.
At some point during the melee, we sign contracts. I can’t stand the look of his six feet two inches of chiseled abs and broad shoulders. And I loathe his arrogance. But now that he’s my pretend beau, I’m stuck acting like I’m falling in love with my biggest enemy.
It turns out that Ripley’s a good actor, too. Every soft touch on the small of my back makes my heart thump faster. His sultry smirk feels like it’s only for me. I should detest every word that passes his kissable lips.
Is this all a ruse, or does Ripley want to end this episode of The Invitation going from enemies to lovers? Because now? I’m not convinced I can despise him anymore.
