Hand Me the Reins

Bought in an auction by a shy baker? No problem. Pretending to be her boyfriend for her sister's wedding? On it.

I can pretend all day long because I'm Thatcher Manning, the guy who doesn't do relationships. I'll give a woman a wild romp. Hell, I'll give her anything. Anything but my heart. I decided a long time ago I'd never get serious with a woman. The fact that I'm leaving town in a few months only cements that decision. But then Astrid has to get under my skin. She hands over the reins in bed--and out--and now I'm catching feelings. The kind you can't fake. Trouble is--I wasn't playing for keeps. Now, that's a problem. A big one.