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No Fall Zone
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Weight12 oz (~0.75 lbs)
Inventory50 copies available
PublisherVance Editorial Press
Paperback & Kindle Edition

No Fall Zone

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Mabel Quinn and Ryder Finch aren’t rivals—they’re lifelong frenemies, fellow pro snowboarders, and the children of a pair of legendary athletes and best friends. They’ve trained together, traveled together, and annoyed each other for years. But being in love? Absolutely not… right? Until one impulsive night in Vegas—and a few too many drinks—ends with an Elvis-officiated wedding neither of them remembers. With the Winter Games weeks away and the media watching their every move, a public fallout could jeopardize both their careers. Their solution: stay “married” until Milan. Keeping up the act should be easy. Except Ryder’s been head-over-heels for Mabel for years, and Mabel is suddenly seeing Ryder in a way she hasn’t allowed herself to before. Now they’re sharing a home, sharing secrets, and sharing far too many moments that no longer feel like pretend. If they’re not careful, this fake marriage might turn into something real… and the biggest risk they’ve ever taken on the slopes.
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