The Reluctant Bride (Wedded Bliss, #1)

by Monica Murphy

That’s my normal mode of operation. Pretend everything is well and good, even when it’s not.

This is why I became so introverted. Why I preferred books over people. Books don’t let you down—especially romances. You get that ending you want, even if it’s hard won.

They all lie. Men. To cover their tracks, to gain something they want. It doesn’t matter what they’re doing, as long as their lips are moving, they’re lying.

It’s just—automatic whenever someone puts their hands on me. I don’t like it when people touch me. I never really have.

Even downright cruel and unyielding, but like I’ve always said… I’m the nicest one of the bunch. Just don’t push me.