Thirty Days To Love Books

Three days ago, I didn’t even know Simon Cambridge existed. If it wasn’t for one drunken night out with my friends, I would never have met Mr. Cocky Pants. I certainly never would have entered into a bet with him if I’d known then what I know now. And if I hadn’t lost the bet, I wouldn’t have to work for him for the next month. Today is only day one, and he’s already driving me crazy. Ms. Gemma Whitestone, I expected you in the office at 7 a.m. You’re tardy. Not a great look for your first day. Your boss, Simon Cambridge Simon, I’d hardly call you my boss. It’s not like I wanted this job. I’ll be in as soon as I can make it. Doing you a favor, Gemma Whitestone Gem Gem, If this is just a favor, then I know something else I’d prefer more. Meet me at my place at 10 p.m. Your boss and soon-to-be lover, Simo Mr. Cambridge, That’s not appropriate language to be used with a member of your employ. I will be there in thirty minutes. Your secretary for a month, Ms. Whitestone P.S. If anything were to go down, it would be at my place, not yours. Gemma, Send me the address, and I’ll come right now. Simon As I stared at the emails on my phone, I contemplated not showing up. Having the cocky, grumpy, irresistibly handsome Simon Cambridge as my boss for the next thirty days would test every part of me, and I wasn’t sure I would last two days without ripping him to pieces or ripping his shirt off. And I wasn’t really sure which one I wanted to do most.

Can a fake fiancé save the day? My old-fashioned parents think that at twenty-six years old, I’m an old maid. They’ve decided to ignore all my assertions of being happy and have arranged for me to marry a family friend old enough to be my grandfather. No thanks, Mom and Dad. Unfortunately for me, my sickly grandmother has decided to cut off the entire family unless she knows I’m set to get married soon so that I can pop out babies, like some sort of vending machine. I feel for my parents; I do. But I’m not about to marry Rumpelstiltskin’s uglier brother so they can continue traveling the world in first class. I didn’t know they’d show up in town trying to pressure me into “wedded bliss.” I also didn’t realize that Sebastian Bradley, the best friend of my best friend’s boyfriend, would come to my rescue. Which I didn’t want, as I couldn’t stand the man. However, Sebastian has convinced me to pretend to be engaged to him. If we can convince my parents and grandmother that we are in love and engaged, they will let me live my life. At first, I thought it was a great idea. But now, my grandmother is pushing for a wedding date, dress shopping, and baby names, which wasn’t part of the plan. The worst part is that Sebastian seems to be egging on all the crazy ideas, and I’m not sure why. He’s the most confirmed bachelor I’ve ever met in my life, and I have no desire to change his mind.