But He's My Fake Fiancé (But He's a Carter Brother #3)

by Annah Conwell

Every word of hers is crafted with masterful intention. Nothing is ever merely filler. I’ve reread her books, thinking that the allure would wear off, but it never does. Time and time again, she draws me into her stories and makes me feel every emotion alongside the characters. Her words have stuck with me, and now that I’ve met her in person, I want nothing more than to get to know the woman behind those words. If only she’ll give me the chance.

Emotion burns within me as I realize just how perfect she is. She’s the sun-warmed towel waiting for you when you get out of the water. A chocolate chip cookie right out of the oven. The kind of book you read over and over again because it never gets old. She’s comfort and adventure intertwined in the most achingly beautiful package.

As cheesy as it is, I judged the book by the cover. And while I am a sucker for a pretty cover, I know it’s the content that matters most. A cover can’t change you, can’t reveal something new to you about life and the world we live in. Only reading the full story can.

You’ve probably been on hundreds of adventures.” “But none of them have been with you.” I lightly squeeze her waist. “I’d rather sit on a couch with you than be anywhere else in the world with anyone else.”