Till Storm Do Us Part

She's been a bridesmaid forty-seven times. He's been lying since the dock. The bride just vanished. And the hurricane isn't leaving.

June Sparrow makes her living at other people's weddings. As a professional bridesmaid, she cries on cue, fixes every disaster with the sixty-one-item emergency kit in her purse, and never, ever falls for the best man. Not since the day her own groom texted from the airport.

When a mysterious client called "M." pays triple to fly her to a private island off the South Carolina coast for the society wedding of the year, June expects champagne, chaos, and a very large check. She doesn't expect Ezra Vale.

Ezra is a grumpy, gray-eyed "great-nephew from Duluth" who has clearly never been to Duluth. He's an insurance investigator undercover, watching an $18 million heirloom necklace that the bride's father insured far too recently. He trusts no one. Especially not a woman who fakes feelings for a living.

So when a wedding planner's mix-up puts them in the honeymoon cottage with only one bed, they build a pillow wall and agree to pretend.

Then the bride disappears the night before her wedding. The necklace goes with her. A Category 2 hurricane cuts the island off from the world. And somebody on Wren Island is hunting Margot through the storm.

To find her, June and Ezra will have to stop lying to everyone else. That part's easy. Stopping lying to each other might be the most dangerous thing they've ever done.

Funny, swoony, and genuinely suspenseful, with a scene-stealing ninety-one-year-old grandmother and a peacock you'll never forget. Perfect for fans of forced proximity, fake dating, grumpy/sunshine, and only one bed.