Isla I’m paying alimony to my idiot ex-husband, my business hardly makes enough to keep the lights on and I’m literally holding my car together with duct tape. Scratch that, I’m holding my life together with duct tape. So I won’t go on a date with the mysterious, new-in-town barista who makes my
Dirty Player (The Dirty Suburbs Book 2)
✍ Scribed by Miller, Cassie-Ann L.
- Book ID
- 108793211
- Year
- 2016
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 662 KB
- Series
- Dirty Suburbs 2
- Category
- Fiction
- ASIN
- B01M17GD5W
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
✦ Synopsis
Faith Monroe: I’ve been catfished. My fairytale Internet romance has quickly turned into a nightmare. Now, I’m stranded 2000 miles from home with no ID, no money and nowhere to lay my head on this hellish California night… He was supposed to be my valiant white knight, a friend-of-a-friend sent to save me from my poor life choices. But, Maxwell Masters likes to play dirty…he wants something in return. (No, not THAT. Get your mind out of the gutter). Maxwell Masters: I’m the ultimate pro football bad boy. And after a string of bar brawls, a bit of bad behavior on social media and a drunken game of naked truth-or-dare on a public beach, my career is on the line. My only hope of saving my very lucrative contract is to prove to the team’s management that I’m a changed man in a committed relationship and that my player moves are now reserved exclusively for the football field. So, when the gorgeous friend-of-a-friend happens to stumble into my life, desperate vulnerable and in need of rescuing, I see the perfect opportunity. Faith Monroe will be my fake fiancée. Unless she’d rather hitchhike her fine ass all the way back to Reyfield, Illinois.
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