Sometimes the happy in happily ever after is relative. Or related. Sort of. The third slice of sweetness from the Cake-ily Ever After bakery in Kinship Cove will definitely satisfy your sweet tooth.
I’m supposed to be the nice sister. The good one. The girl everyone can count on and who rallies the troops whenever one of us needs a little boost. I’m not supposed to be anything other than sweet. I’m not the one secretly pining for a man twice my age. A man who shifts into a bear at whim and runs the whole darn town with a calm sort of confidence never before seen in Kinship Cove. But I do pine. I pine hard.
And when I make bad decisions because of that, I become the sister with a burden bigger than she can carry.
And a secret.
What would you do if you needed money fast? What wouldn’t you do?
I won’t sell my body. So instead, I’ll sell the closest thing I can—to whoever has the right amount of cash.
And I’ll cross my fingers and hope the bear shifter who refuses to see me as anything other than sweet never finds out.