Angol
He's the WRONG guy!
I brought the wrong guy home to mummy and daddy...
#FML
I met him right when I swore men off forever.
And proposed to him right there and then.
Pretend to be my boyfriend for the weekend!
Yup, I hired him as an escort.
It was the perfect plan with the perfect man.
He was Greek God level gorgeous and absolutely charming.
Plus what made him The One... he was gay.
That would equal zero drama,
And zero worries about sharing my bed with a stranger.
See what I mean by all-round perfect.
The absolute perfect guy to bring home to my parents for my sister's wedding,
And thwart their crazy plans of getting me hooked up with someone else.
Except... my fake boyfriend kind of does not feel so fake anymore.
Am I supposed to be this attracted to him?
Is his gaze supposed to make my knees go all squishy squashy weak?
His touch... I'm telling you I am probably allergic to him.
I mean I keep getting all those dynamite explosions all over my skin.
And his kisses?
Don't even get me started on the volcano eruption going on down there.
Damn, this is most definitely not what I hired him for!
A HILARIOUS BAD CASE OF MISTAKEN IDENTITY... Oops, too late. It's the wrong guy!
Each book in this series is a standalone and can be read in any order.
And don't forget, we are team HEA all the way!
