Marlow Ryan is 23, a secretary and sensible. But when her car breaks down on the side of the motorway at night, she does the opposite of sensible, and walks miles to find help. A muddy path and countless puddles lead her to an old pub, where she meets Jax Ferro. When she remembers that Jax Ferro was the guy she crushed on during secondary school, she tries to escape. However, he offers help, and drives her to her brother's apartment. After a lot of convincing, Jax Ferro starts to train Marlow for her upcoming trip to Hawaii and marathon that she aims to run in the summer. With secrets being shook, and feelings being developed, and a lot of sexual tension during their sessions at the gym, Marlow finds herself going insane. Find out if Jax is there at the finishing line waiting for her, or whether he gives up.

••^^"Meek......obedient.....naive....plain....emotional....docile....I guess she will do." I heard him utter to himself and I was lost as to what he meant by that. He reached inside on of the drawers to take out a file and pushed it my way. "I trust your feeble mind will be capable of memorizing everything in here by Monday. You, Miss Wilson, you are going to pretend to be my fiancée for a week. My driver will be over to pick you up on Sunday evening, that will be all. You can go now."^^••• He needed a pretend fiancée for a week to convince his grandfather to fully hand over all Adkins holdings to him. She was the perfect person to use to convince his grandfather he was family oriented and could commit not only to his work. What happens when the devilishly handsome Italian Yale Adkins-Benenati imposes his way on Santa Faye Wilson, a plain, naive, plus size and clumsy girl? Will sparks ignite and consume them both?

As a young girl she was only happy. Not a care in the world or insecurity to worry about. She was a bigger girl and was teased when she reached 3rd grade. She cried her tears to her mom, but as she got older she cried them to herself. Alone in the dark as a tear rolls off her nose, she drops her head and lets out a big scream into her pillow. Not to let her parents hear, this is beginning to become her normal routine. Her tears dry and she lays on her back looking up at the ceiling, her body is cold and life less. Suicide has become an appealing option to her. But instead she pushes those thoughts back and rolls over on her side and drifts off to sleep, alone and empty inside, she was now beautifully curvy but her insecurities never let her see that. Until the new bad boy comes into play and changes everything