Hopeless
- Author Elsie Silver
- Narrator Angelina Rocca, Jason Clarke
- Publisher Little, Brown Book Group
- Run Time 11 hours and 18 minutes
- Format Audio
- Genre Romance.
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What to expect
Beau Eaton is the town prince, a handsome military hero with a tortured past.
I'm the outcast bartender, a shy girl from the wrong side of the tracks.
He's thirty-five and all man, I'm twenty-two and all . . . virgin. He's also my fiancé. Correction: my fake fiancé.
We start out as a bet. He doesn't believe that anyone holds my last name against me. So he offers me his to prove a point. It's a win-win. He gets a break from his family's prying, and I get a chance to shed my family's reputation.
He says all I have to do is wear his ring, follow his lead, and pretend I can't keep my hands off of him in public. But it's what happens between us in private that blurs all those carefully drawn lines . . .
It's what transpires behind closed doors that doesn't feel like pretending at all . . .
This engagement was supposed to be for show. This agreement? It has an end date.
He once told me he'd never fall in love.
And yet here I am, head over heels for my fake fiancé.
I'm the outcast bartender, a shy girl from the wrong side of the tracks.
He's thirty-five and all man, I'm twenty-two and all . . . virgin. He's also my fiancé. Correction: my fake fiancé.
We start out as a bet. He doesn't believe that anyone holds my last name against me. So he offers me his to prove a point. It's a win-win. He gets a break from his family's prying, and I get a chance to shed my family's reputation.
He says all I have to do is wear his ring, follow his lead, and pretend I can't keep my hands off of him in public. But it's what happens between us in private that blurs all those carefully drawn lines . . .
It's what transpires behind closed doors that doesn't feel like pretending at all . . .
This engagement was supposed to be for show. This agreement? It has an end date.
He once told me he'd never fall in love.
And yet here I am, head over heels for my fake fiancé.
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