My popping-out-of-cake days are numbered when I fall into the lap of a brawny orc, and he claims me as his bride.
As a favor to an orc friend, I agree to fake date his sports star brother to improve his image.
I'm not supposed to pop out of a big cake at a bachelor party. Or give a gorgeous orc a lap dance.
As for getting locked in the elevator with him and continuing that dance?
Not supposed to do that either.
Turns out the hot-shot orc sports god, Brogis, is my one-night stand. Or should I call him my one-elevator stand? Same difference, right?
The press loves the idea that he's dating a kindergarten teacher. And while I'm not so thrilled that they chase me for the inside scoop, it's nice to reconnect with my elevator crush. To hide from the press, I move in with Brogis. We'll pretend we're more than dating. Somewhere between cheering for his team and sampling his favorite orc dish at a diner, I fall in love. But with his image improving, our fake relationship's heading for a quick breakup.
Unless I can convince Brogis to make this real . . .
