title: The Billionaire's Virgin Fiancee: A Fake Fiancee Romance
author:  Tia Wylder 
description: Hey girls, welcome to my dream world where billionaire bad boys are ready to be claimed by us kitties, cats, cougars, pumas, or maybe even Tigers! My name is Tia Wylder, a plain jane housewife with a loving husband and a four yrs old son. Life is as stable as it can be and what can I ask for more? Well, plenty LOL... See, besides being a typical stay home mother, cooking, grocery shopping and even pampering my hubby and son... and occasional girls meet, there isn't much freedom like it used to be. Like when we are on the market *wink* *wink* Yes, I have a great husband, but this does not mean I cannot adore men candies on GQ magazines, right? So here I am, sharing my wildest dreams with you. Whether you are still looking for a lover or you already have one, don't ever give up dreaming. Share with me on my Facebook fan page or join my reader's club. Let's have fun together, hot boyz here we come &gt;&gt;&gt; Connect with me on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/TiaWylder Dont forget to join my readers club: Wyldest Dreamers at https://goo.gl/PDHdlc to receive news about ARCs, new releases and fun info about my books. I love hearing from my readers. Feel Free to Write to me directly at: tiawylder@hotspicyromance.com Blogger: http://www.hotspicyromance.com XOXO Tia Wylder
zlib_text: Wanted: fake fiancée for a wealthy rancher
  Benefits: all your dreams come true
  #1 Rule: don’t fall in love
  The woman on his doorstep is brash, independent and holding a
  baby!  His father won’t approve, which makes her perfect for Joshua
  Grayson’s scheme. He’ll pretend he’s marrying unsuitable Danielle
  Kelly to keep his father from meddling. He won’t be tempted to touch
  her, to claim her...or to fall in love.
  
  S he was sup p osed to b e flirtatious.
  To play the part of the moneygrubbing tart with loose morals he
  needed her to be, that his family would expect her to be. But right
  now she was shocked into immobility.
  He moved his hands then, sliding them around the back of her neck,
  down between her shoulder blades, along the line of her spine until
  his hands spanned her waist. She arched, wishing she could press
  her body against his. Wishing she could do something to close the
  distance between them. Because he was still sitting in his chair and
  she in hers.
  He pulled away, and she follow