Best Selling Books by J. S. Cooper

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.

To The Single Dad in the Store,You have the most amazing hazel eyes I''ve ever seen. And the pinkest lips. They are what my friends and I would call "insta-kissable." The things I could do to those lips!Your kids are also cute. They''re monsters, but cute. You are single, right? Or are you one of those creeps that just doesn''t wear a ring? You could be on the "bangable dad" list. If such a list existed. (I may or may not be a little tipsy as I write this. Thanks for nothing, Captain Morgan.)Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that when you''re in the veggie aisle at the store, you shouldn''t just grab potatoes and melons from someone else''s cart.Your half-secret admirer,NP.S. If you want to know more, text me at the number on the back of this envelope. To N (whose name could be anything),First off, I''m not a creep. I am not married. I''m glad to hear I''m a" bangable dad". I''m assuming that means you think I''m hot as well. I wish you had handed me this note so I''d know if you had "insta-kissable" lips or "psycho" eyes.I don''t know why I''m texting this message back to you. Maybe a little bit of curiosity. Though they do say curiosity killed the cat. Do you also have kids? Mine are a handful, but I love them.Send me a photo?The Single Dad in the StoreP.S. My name is Steele

Você só está a fim de se divertir.Mas nem sempre encontros casuaisacabam em uma só noite...Nos conhecemos em um casamento. Ele era sexy e eu estava na seca há um ano. Ele sorriu para mim. Nós ficamos bêbados, flertamos e acabamos transando. Na manhã seguinte, fugi do seu quarto de hotel sem sequer me despedir. Afinal, era para ser apenas sexo sem compromisso... Acordarmos juntos seria bastante constrangedor.Mas qual não foi minha surpresa, alguns dias depois, ao encontrá-lo no menos provável dos lugares: a casa dos meus pais. Sim, lá estava ele, conversando com o meu pai no sofá. Foi então que descobri que aquele homem não era apenas um belo estranho conquistador e que o nosso encontro fortuito ainda nos levaria por uma série de reviravoltas surpreendentes... e muito quentes.