BLURB:

The hardest role she'll ever play is pretending she doesn't still want the man who broke her heart.

I have never been a good liar.

Which is a problem, because I act for a living.

This is supposed to be my big break. Leading lady in a Christmas film, shot on location at a Highland castle draped in evergreen and candlelight, playing an heiress who vanished from her own Christmas ball a hundred years ago—along with a fortune in jewels—and was never found.

I'm not letting anything ruin this.

Not the leading man who won't take "No" for an answer.

Not the accidents on set everyone blames on the castle's resident ghost—until the harmless pranks stop being harmless and someone ends up dead.

And definitely not the boyfriend I invented in a moment of pure panic.

Except the friend who agreed to play the part can't make it. And the Elite Security bodyguard my overprotective brother sends instead, is the one man I never wanted to see again.

Leo.

Too hot for his own good, and with an easy smile that fools everyone but me. No one knows about our passionate fling, or how I stupidly caught feelings before learning I was "just a job" to him.

Now we're sharing a tiny room above the village pub and kissing on cue in front of the entire cast and crew. Except nothing about the way he touches me feels rehearsed, and my heart keeps forgetting it's just a performance.

But the "haunting" has turned lethal and the castle's old secrets are waking. And the most dangerous thing in this place isn't the mystery or the threat closing in…

It's how desperately I want the man pretending to want me, to mean every single word he says.

A Christmas-inspired romantic suspense with a fake relationship and one very opinionated dead Scotsman.