The Weekend Boyfriend

They agreed to play pretend. Nobody warned them how good they'd be at it. When Javier shows up at billionaire Desmond White's office dressed as a glittery Cupid to sing an embarrassing telegram from Desmond's ex, he expects an awkward job and a quick exit. What he doesn't expect is to end up in Desmond's car, then at his side at a concert, then somehow in his bed on Valentine's Day, playing at being a couple who've been together for years. It's a very good game. A little too good. Desmond has spent months extricating himself from a toxic ex who knows exactly where all the bodies are buried, both professionally and personally. The last thing he needs is to catch real feelings for a charming, gorgeous man whose business is falling apart around him, and who would walk away in an instant if he ever learned the truth about Desmond's past. So they make a deal: weekends only. Sundays they can pretend to be deeply, happily in love. Mondays, they're on their own. But between a vindictive ex with a grudge, a crumbling talent agency, a high-stakes ethics scandal, and a stolen afternoon at Kew Gardens that neither of them can stop thinking about, the line between the performance and the real thing is getting dangerously blurry. Because Javier has never felt more like himself than when he's pretending. And Desmond is starting to suspect the only thing worth keeping in his life is the one thing he agreed to give back every Sunday night. A heartwarming fake boyfriends, grumpy/sunshine, fell first/fell harder, secret relationship story with morally complicated men trying to do the right thing while everything around them goes wrong.

Pagina's: 242, Paperback, Independently published