It started with a thong.
A laundry mix-up sends Manhattan's answer to Magic Mike and his sequined, studded thongs to my office.
Fabio Zappa or "Fab" as he conceitedly likes to be called is a male **ahem** stripper/escort and is indeed fabulous.
Too fabulous to be offering me, a penniless widow that's double his age, a free night with the "full package."
Why would he offer to be the fake fiancé I desperately need to keep away my obnoxious rival that has always wanted to steal my company--and me on the side--after my husband died?
Unless Fab is sent by said rival to spy on the secret deal that will save the company from him...
I accept the "generous" offer to discover the truth. But when I do, I find out nothing is what it seems.
And what starts as fake could turn out to be the most real thing I could ask for.
The Italian Happy Ever After is a forbidden age gap, fake fiancé, office rom com, widow/single dad that will make you laugh, cry and melt your panties.