by Fel Fern
Being in love with my best friend should be a blessing in disguise, not a curse. For years, I’ve pined and longed for Denver from afar. He always got his way—until now. Denver needed a pretend boyfriend at his ex’s wedding. I was a convenient solution. I never once asked him for anything in return. This time, I was going to demand a heavy toll. Denver was finally going to be my Omega.