All it takes is one smile from the gorgeous bartender for me to make up the dumbest lie I’ll ever tell. Who pretends to be broke? Apparently, I do because I’m no longer Peter Caruso, billionaire owner of All Out Brewery. I’m just the claustrophobic delivery driver Cara agrees to date. Suddenly I’m walking up hundreds of stairs, skipping the expensive restaurants, and forgetting I can’t afford box seats to professional sporting events all to impress the woman who is quickly stealing my heart. But when she finds out who I am, will I need to lock her in a…
I read. And quilt. A lot.