While woman across the globe have been fangirling for Desmond Cole Montague, I've been his ever-faithful, platonic bestie for years. During the off-season or when he wasn't on a five-game road trip, DC always made time for me. He would pop up unexpectedly to witness me coach my high school girls' basketball team to a championship. Or send me flowers at the slightest hint of a bad day. He has always been thoughtful, generous. And that was the case long before his celebrity athlete status and his hall-of-fame basketball career with the Virginia Victors. Desmond has more money than he can ever spend, and the world is at his fingertips. Now that DC's ended his six-month sabbatical and he's launched officially into retirement, he has more time now, too. I should be ecstatic, right? Who wouldn't be? I'll tell you who. Me, Cairo Clayton, the woman who started catching feelings for said bestie. For some reason, I can no longer pretend that he isn't the most beautiful man that I've ever seen. I can't ignore his mesmerizing gold eyes, or his chiseled body that stretches to nearly seven feet. And when Desmond asks me to marry him temporarily to avoid a blackmail pregnancy scandal that threatens to collapse his business ventures, I should consent, right? So, I do. Even if it means jeopardizing our friendship and revealing my deepest secrets.
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