Dr. Hottie - James, Jessa

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Résumé :
I'm not a big believer in romance. I'm certainly not the type of woman to get drunk, meet a guy, and run off to Reno to get married. But Dr. Hottie himself, AKA Jack Stratton, changed all that. Too bad it's all a lie. Our relationship is as fake as a bad spray tan. It's all to show up our mutual exes, make them realize how much they miss us. Can I help it if Jack is so ridiculously handsome, simply being near him makes me blush? And when he smiles at me... Well, maybe I should've nicknamed him Dr. Panty Dropper. And I admit, part of me is falling head-over-heels in love with him. How can I not be when he keeps telling me we have to spend time together? Keep up the charade. Kiss in private so it looks good when we do it for show. When my ex finally gets the message a month after our wedding, he says that he wants me to leave Jack. Start over. I should be happy. Right?

Biographie:
Jessa James grew up on the East Coast but always suffered a severe case of wanderlust. She's lived in six states, had a variety of jobs and always comes back to her first true love - writing. Jessa works full time as a writer, eats too much dark chocolate, has an iced-coffee and Cheetos addiction, and can't get enough of sexy alpha males who know exactly what they want - and aren't afraid to say it. Dominant, alpha-male insta-luv is her favorite to read (and write)....

Sommaire:
I'm not a big believer in romance. I'm certainly not the type of woman to get drunk, meet a guy, and run off to Reno to get married. But Dr. Hottie himself, AKA Jack Stratton, changed all that. Too bad it's all a lie. Our relationship is as fake as a bad spray tan. It's all to show up our mutual exes, make them realize how much they miss us. Can I help it if Jack is so ridiculously handsome, simply being near him makes me blush? And when he smiles at me... Well, maybe I should've nicknamed him Dr. Panty Dropper. And I admit, part of me is falling head-over-heels in love with him. How can I not be when he keeps telling me we have to spend time together? Keep up the charade. Kiss in private so it looks good when we do it for show. When my ex finally gets the message a month after our wedding, he says that he wants me to leave Jack. Start over. I should be happy. Right?...