Forever Boston

I never should have agreed to marry my older brother's best friend, but I was in a bit of a jam. Aston Hughes is gorgeous, arrogant, and irritatingly broody. The single dad is also the new trauma surgeon at my hospital and my temporary roommate. Two years ago, we shared a mistaken kiss during a blackout, and nothing's been right between us since. So really, I shouldn't have said yes when he suggested a marriage of convenience.

My best friend is the definition of a bad boy. A billionaire celebrity chef and underground boxer wrapped in muscles, tattoos, and mystery. To me, he's simply Roman Fritz. A little grumpy and a lot broken, but with a heart of gold. When I catch my fiancé cheating, Roman suggests I join him in Las Vegas for the opening of his restaurant, then on to a resort in Mexico where he's starting another. It feels like the perfect escape from everything. Until we wake up married.

I had no clue that the gorgeous man I spent a seriously hot night with was my ex-boyfriend's dad. Or the new coach of my brothers' professional football team. I didn't discover that until months later when I showed up on the field as the team's orthopedic surgeon and literally ran into him. Unfortunately, that makes us a penalty neither of us can afford to take. Not when one touch could destroy everything. It's his first shot at being a head coach, and he's working on repairing things with his son.