Britta & the Beach Boy

No flirting. No kissing. And absolutely, positively, NO falling in love.

Those are Britta’s top three conditions (there are a few dozen more) when she agrees to marry Liam “Dex” Dexter, aka the top surfer in the world.

He needs American citizenship to achieve his goal of surfing in the Olympics. She needs a pile of money to buy a coffee shop and reach her dream of leaving her small hometown behind to live in LA. Britta can help Dex get his citizenship, and he’s got the money for her coffee shop. They’re a perfect match…

Just as long as they don’t give into their undeniable attraction to each other.

Which turns out to be harder than they’d planned once being married means living together and sharing a bed in order to convince the public their impromptu marriage is the real deal. With big goals and big obstacles ahead, the last thing Britta and Dex need is to get distracted by love. Their marriage is supposed to be a path to their dreams, not the thing that derails them.

When marriage doesn’t lead to their ultimate goals, Britta and Dex have to decide what takes true courage. Chasing huge dreams? Or embracing the moments of heartache that always come with lasting love?

Britta & the Beach Boy is a kisses-only, marriage-of-convenience, romantic comedy with lots of laughs, hot Australian surfers, and a few heart-tugging moments. The only steam is in the coffee, but the kisses give the story just the right amount of heat.