![]() I didn’t have much in the way of food right now, so it was mostly an excuse not to have to meet his eyes after throwing him under the bus like I had. ![]() “Thank you,” I said gruffly, turning away to look for enough space in the fridge to fit his chicken dish. ![]() It may have been small and really run-down on the outside, but I’d been working hard to fix up the inside myself, and I was proud of it. ![]() Despite baby crap everywhere, my home was clean and bright. ![]() I followed his gaze as he looked around at the honeyed wood paneling I’d installed on the walls and ceiling in the kitchen and the living area just beyond it. There’s nothing hotter than a tall, gruff, bewildered, tattooed mountain of a man cuddling a sweet, orphaned baby, so you can tell yourself that you’ll resist him…Īnd when that man asks you to do him a favor and pretend to be his very temporary, very fake fiance to help him get custody of that adorable baby, you can pretend you know better than to say yes…Īnd when you actually get to know your kind, strong, pullet-loving prince of a fiance, and all his crazy, lovable, meddling neighbors, you can tell yourself you’re not really falling for Diesel Church and the town of Licking Thicket…īut that might be the biggest lie of all. ![]()
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