How did I end up playing the fake fiancé to a woman I just met? Well, it all started with a trip. A guilt trip.

My family is wacky. And way too involved in my love life. So, when my sister demands I bring my fiancée to her wedding, there's only one problem . . . she doesn't exist.

Who better to play the role of my future bride than the woman who nearly kicked my bucket?

Of course, it doesn't hurt that Evie is gorgeous, accomplished, and funny.

The plan? We'll learn everything we can about each other, then ‘break things off' a few weeks after the wedding.

Except . . .

The line between reality and make-believe is getting blurrier.

I can't stop thinking about Evie. Actually, I can think of little else.

Her laughter is contagious. Our fake kisses feel real.

Maybe if we keep practicing—a lot—we'll pull this whole love thing off.

For real.

I'm fifty, broke, and stranded with Dr. Handsome—talk about a love emergency!

Between family drama and my best friend moving away, I need a vacation. Stat. Too bad dream getaways cost money I no longer have.

Enter Calvin, aka Dr. Handsome, and his storybook Vermont home. His prescription for R　R is an offer my bruised heart cant refuse.

But when a storm hits, stranding us together, even our chemistry wont melt the blizzard of the century.

Trapped in a romantic New England cottage with a man who wants to be more than friends?

Maybe it's just what the doctor ordered.