He’s a grumpy rock god with a global following. I’m an indie musician with a small, cult-like following. The universe must hate me as much as I hate him…because he’s about to be my fake boyfriend.

Marcus Matsen is straight up sex appeal. Every corporation wants his endorsement (preferably with his shirt off). Every mediocre thing he says is cherished. Every weird thing he does is praised. If he even looks at a guitar, the music industry orgasms out a Grammy.  

Our bands are sworn enemies after he tried to sue me. (Our hate for each other runs deep.)  

But after a festival performance goes horribly awry, our warring fans get into a brawl.   

So our label comes up with this “genius” idea: Marcus and I must enter into a fake relationship to broker peace.  

Just go on this romantic couple’s retreat. Just share a bed. But don’t actually fall in love.  

No problem. 

But the thing is…maybe there is a tiny little problem?  

After discovering Marcus’s darkest secrets—some even manifest in the bedroom—I can’t stop my feelings from growing.  

But the biggest surprise is yet to come. We’re soon to be rivals for the music industry’s most prestigious residency. Something I know Marcus treasures more than anything, especially because of his secret.  

So will Marcus choose the residency or has our relationship struck a deeper chord—even if it’s “fake?”  

A standalone romance with a very HEA!  

Tropes / What to Expect  

Enemies to lovers

Fake relationship

Small town (beach)

Forced proximity

One bed

Slow-burn steam

Palpable tension

Fun dialogue