About this audiobook
Weddings are supposed to be romantic.
Not full-contact emotional combat between a tattooed chaos gremlin and a buttoned-up control freak.
Stevie Morgan isn’t here for love—she’s here for her best friend’s wedding, and maybe the open bar. As a tattoo artist with zero filter and an allergy to feelings, she has one goal: survive the weekend without punching the groom’s best man in the face. Again.
Nathaniel Prescott is everything Stevie hates: smug, suited, emotionally repressed, and annoyingly hot. He’s also the best man—and her brand new coworker for a weekend full of forced proximity, awkward toasts, and joint speech planning.
They can’t stand each other.
They can’t avoid each other.
And thanks to a hotel screw-up… they can’t escape sharing a room.
But somewhere between the bouquet brawls, bad karaoke, and one unexpected kiss under the stars, hate starts to look a whole lot like foreplay. And maybe love isn’t such a joke after all.
