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gotten shot while I was in South Africa, and I’d been stuck in Cape Town for several weeks to recover. For a day or two, I’d been terrified that I wouldn’t make it, and that I’d never have a wedding, or get to marry Loren.

In the end, Loren had pulled a few strings via her mother and flown over to check on me in person. I’d never have asked her to do it, but I had been very glad to see her. I’d thought maybe the experience would hit home for her, that her fiance, and soon-to-be-husband was always at a high risk of being shot might make her want to postpone the wedding, but it hadn’t. It had only solidified her loyalty.

Now the music began to play that signaled that the bride was about to appear. We’d used the same wedding planner that Marie had used. She’d done a good job, with a lot of high maintenance guests, and we wanted to duplicate that experience, minus the batshit crazy groom.

When Loren’s father walked her down the aisle, I thought my heart would stop. I was a big tough soldier, but Loren had cracked my heart and my soul open, and I was a changed man, for the better. The ceremony passed by with me in a daze. I said the vows I’d written, and I kissed my bride, who beamed at me with her sunny smile the entire time.

Then it was over, and we were married.

“Ladies and Gentleman, it is now my pleasure to present to you for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Williams,” the pastor announced.

His words echoed in my ears as I stared at my beautiful bride.

“We’re married now,” Loren said. “You’re my husband.”

We walked to the reception hand in hand, and endured all the jokes, comments, and congratulations that our families and friends had to offer. We ate, we danced, and we cut the cake.

Six hours later, we boarded the private plane that would take us to our honeymoon location.

Loren snuggled into me on the couch that was in the center of the plane. “Now you have to tell me where our honeymoon is going to be.”

Loren had mentioned in passing that she didn't want to go to a beach resort for our honeymoon. So I’d spent some time researching it, and I’d decided on the Amalfi Coast in Greece.

She hadn’t been to Greece lately, and it was a cultural hotspot. It had a beach, but it also had plenty of architecture and history for her to enjoy.

Loren had spent her life having important gifts purchased by her parents’ staff members. They were extravagant, and often outrageously expensive, but not always personal. So as her new husband, I had the not-so-easy task of creating gifts that were meaningful. They didn’t have to cost much, but I wanted to show her that I’d put some thought into it.

I pulled out a folder that I’d created, based on locations that offered prime photography opportunities, and museums that featured photographers, and paintings created from photographs. As I explained it to her, her eyes began to water.

She waved her hand in front of her face and sniffled. “I can’t believe this. No one’s ever thought about getting me something related to photography. Or even art.”

“You planned the wedding,” I said. “And it was perfect. So I wanted to make sure the honeymoon was just as good.”

She jumped up, and threw herself at me in her usual way. I sat with her in my lap as we reached cruising altitude over Alaska.

I pointed out the window at the snow-peaked mountains, and the vast expanse of green grass. “Can you believe how far we’ve come? One year ago we were just meeting.”

She kissed me on the cheek and snuggled closer. “And now we’re getting our happy ending.”

Hope you enjoyed Fake Boyfriend. If you did, then I suggest getting Love Undercover, 2nd book in this series. Read an excerpt right here in the following pages!

Excerpt: Love Undercover

Kate is about to ruin my career.

She’s about to destroy everything I’ve worked so hard for.

I’m a CIA secret agent.

Disciplined, ruthless, some might even say… heartless.

My target this time is a major threat to humanity.

Hundreds of lives are at risk.

Protecting my undercover identity is crucial.

But how do I keep it a secret when she comes along?

Kate works for one of the most dangerous men in the world.

My target.

The enemy.

But I have to remember that she’s not the enemy.

She’s just an innocent nanny who has no idea