I’m in desperate need of a husband. How convenient that one just crash-landed in my backyard…
Life is hard enough on this planet for a single woman since the war between the humans and the aliens broke out.
It’s about to get worse.
I’m facing two choices. Either I produce a husband within a year, or I watch the government seize my property and kick me to the curb.
Sure, the wounded alien at my door is cocky, hot-headed, and rough around the edges, but he’s sexy and strangely protective. And because he can shape-shift, he might just pass as “husband” material.
The only problem?
It’s getting harder to fight the powerful desire pulling me towards him.
But if it’s discovered I’m playing house with the enemy, I could end up losing my life.