Author: rebeccagallo

Jameson Martin was the presidential candidate who needed a wife. I needed a way out of debt.The moment I agreed to be his pretend fiancée, all our problems should have been solved. Instead, things got complicated. Publicly, we were the picture of patriotic perfection.Privately, we struggled with the one thing that wasn’t in our plan – more.I didn’t realize how lonely my life was until Jameson … lonely my life was until Jameson filled it with everything I was missing. His passionate commitment to public service earned my vote; his icy blue gaze and the way he gave me a…