Faking I Do

I agreed to be my enemy’s fake wife.

Calling him “Daddy” in 9 months was not part of the plan…

The agreement was supposed to be simple:
Pretend to be married to my bully from high school and NOT fall in love.
It was only for 6 months.
Just convince his parents that he’s married so he qualifies for an inheritance and I get a cut.
We’d both make bank from this arrangement, so it made sense.
We’re arch enemies from way back, so faking marriage and not catching feelings would be easy… or so I thought.
Being “wifey” to Allen is starting to make my heart race and we’re both falling too deep.
Especially now that there are two pink lines on this stick.
Faking it with a baby on the way complicates everything…