Scottie Price just started a new job and it's a real sausage fest. She's the only woman on a team filled with Brads and Chads. Expecting a bachelor pad atmosphere, she is quickly corrected when she finds out everyone is happily married.
In an effort to impress her boss, Scottie mentions her nonexistent husband in a company meeting. But eagle-eyed Chad points out her lack of wedding ring. Panicked, Scottie creates a story about her unhappy marriage. Unfortunately for Scottie, her boss has a solutionāa one-on-one session with the best marriage counselor in the Northeast, who happens to be her bossās husband.
With no way out of her lie, Scottie agrees to see him. Frantic, she calls in help from her best friend who sets her up with his brother, an improv-obsessed millionaire.
Enter Wilder Wells. More than happy to take on the job, he teaches Scottie the main rule of improv: always say yes. But the rule backfires during the session when Wilder signs them up for an eight-day summer marriage camp with all of Scottieās co-workers where sheāll have to share a cabin with her way-too-handsome fake husband.
Why You Should Read This Book
Tropes
Trigger Warnings
Till Summer Do Us Part
āYou wereā¦you were perfect. You did nothing wrong. You actually did everything right, and Iām starting to realize that I spent so much time in a relationship with someone I shouldnāt have been with. Iām seeing that there is more out there in the world. There are people whoād appreciate me the way that I want to be appreciated.ā
āMy number one priority when it comes to you is making sure youāre comfortable. I want to make sure youāre taken care of. And if this is how you feel, then thatās that. This journey, itās about you. Itās not about me.ā
āScottie, I can tell you right now, that was not a one-time thing. Being inside youā¦that most certainly was not a one-time thing. There is no way I could handle only fucking you once.ā
āI mean, I donāt think itās that big a deal that I pulled out your chair. We might not be getting along, but I donāt have to be an asshole and not pull out my wifeās chair for her.ā
āMy mom was adamant about me and Mika being gentlemen. We took turns opening doors for her and pulling out her chair. She said she didnāt want to be the reason her sons didnāt treat their partners well later in life.ā
āMy love life is all kinds of fucked up, so I have no room to judge, but I will say this. Scottie is a once-in-a-lifetime girl. Sheās loyal, sheās smart, she keeps her friends close to her heart, and she deserves the world, something I believe you could give her.ā
āI know itās not something we do. But that kiss just now, that changed everything. The relationship is different now. The intensity between us just became heavierā¦hotter. Soā¦strip for me. Get fucking naked.
āTo keep it short and sweet, everyone was bragging about doing something with their significant other this past weekend, and I felt left out, so when it was my turn, I talked about me and my husband. Well, Chad pointed out I wasnāt wearing a ring. I told him we were going through marriage troubles, and thatās when Ellison pulled me to the side. So yeah, he called me out in front of the company. Heās a dick.ā
āHolding information out of fear is the biggest form of miscommunication, but itās also the most common. Every relationship, no matter how excellent you are at talking to your partner, experiences a form of miscommunication. Itās human nature. We become guarded, we donāt want to get hurt, weāre unsure of how the other person is going to respond, so we hold our cards close to our chest. We donāt tell the entire truth, which always hurts the relationship in the long run.
āI know youāve been through a lot. If thereās one thing I donāt want you to ever experience again, itās that feeling of insignificance. Iām in awe of you, and I know with certainty that I want to be a better manā¦for you. You deserve to be worshipped, so Iām going to prove that I can be the man who can do that. Iām going to prove that and more to you.ā
āWild. Out of control. Couldnāt get her off me even if I wanted to. Addicted to my penis.ā
āThis dresser is a minibar for sex.ā
āIf you havenāt realized, Scottie, Iām really fucking attracted to you, and Iām trying to give you space. Trying to let you heal. Iām trying to be a goddamn gentleman, but apparently you donāt want that.ā
āWho doesnāt have baggage? There isnāt one person on this earth who hasnāt opened a metaphorical suitcase and dumped in it. No life is perfect, no journey unmarred. Everyoneās carrying around something. So thereās absolutely no need to apologize.ā
āI think itās a combination of a bunch of emotions. Sorrow for the woman who spent so much time with him. Joy for the woman whoās no longer with him. Excitement for the woman who just had the absolute best time of her life with a man between her legs.ā
āHow about this? Should I just say it in greeting to everything I see? āGood morning. How are you? Scottie rocked my world last night with her pussy. How was your night?āā
āBecause thatās the kind of guy he is. Heās the most humble rich fuck you will ever meet.ā
āOutrageous. Thatās five dollars per possible orgasm. Given the user, there isnāt even a solid chance of orgasm. What a rip-off.ā
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