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As a pro-cheerleader, dating a football player is forbidden- so there's no way I'm telling anybody I drunkenly married one in Vegas.One night of fun turns into a morning of regret when I wake up hungover, fully clothed, and next to muscle-bound wide receiver Ty Matthews... and a phone full of evidence of our Elvis ordained nuptials. Talk about bad choices: I can be kicked off the team for talking to a football player, much less marrying one.But after a night of spilling my darkest secrets, even playboy Ty knows exactly how to persuade me to stay married to him- he promises to fund my small business dreams if I convince his parents we're together.Our so-called agreement is already off to a crazy start: I don't want to lose my coveted spot on the cheer team, and we have to work to keep it a secret from almost everyone. Just when I start to think I can have it all: the money for my business, cheering for a pro-football team, and even an accidental husband who treats me like gold... the cracks begin to show.I don't just stand to lose my spot on the team, either, because losing Ty Matthews might break my whole heart.
My life should be fantastic, but my dream job comes with a nightmare boss, my awesome apartment has a creepy landlord, and my friends are all too busy for us to do much of anything. So when my car breaks down on a lonely back road just as a freak snowstorm hits the Philly area, it's the icing on the cake. And who should show up but my college grump of an ex-boyfriend: Jacob Matthews, star tight-end for the Wilmington Beavers. For all his faults, I still trust Jacob to get me somewhere safe before the storm blows through. I wasn't expecting to have to stay at his house until the roads were clear, with only each other for company... and warmth.I know how this story ends, though- Jacob's always put football first, and I chose my career over following him all over the country. Except, all the years apart have changed us both.And I'm starting to think that maybe we're better together, against the odds.
Nothing is spookier than a second chance at love.I'm done juggling dead-end jobs and deadbeat boyfriends. It's time to nail down my goal of owning a hotel - and fix my friendship with my ex-best friend, Jack Colson. He's a big shot investor, and I'm going to need one. Nailing him barely crosses my mind.I might actually get my life in order, especially if I snag the deep (and deeply weird) discount for staying an entire weekend at my dream property. It's hard not to fall in love with the place. Though I could do without the creepy doll that lives there, the noises Jack insists are raccoons, and the eerie AF abandoned hotel I'd need an even spookier amount of money to renovate.The worst part is, I'm falling for Jack... again. He'll never invest if he finds out I have feelings for him. But as we work through the phantoms of problems past, we'll have to figure out if the property is infested with rodents - or something else that goes bump in the night.
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