Unveiled by Christa Wick

I’ve got a giant secret no one knows about. Well, two secrets, if you count my spending the last decade stuck hopelessly in love with my brother’s best friend, a man who’s spent most of his life seeing what comes of a not-happily-ever-after ending between two people.
Interestingly, the fact that my heart is stubbornly holding onto this ill-advised crush is actually related to my other secret. It’s sort of an occupational hazard, really, when you’re the pseudonymous author behind a popular series of wildly romantic books that are all fantastically dirty.
Seriously, if this gets out, it won’t be a huge leap to figure out why my ridiculously rugged heroes are all government-issued. Or why the hottest one by far bears a striking resemblance to a certain disciplined-to-the-max, protective-to-the-extreme Marine who treats me like a kid sister.
So, here we are, my two secrets and I sharing the same roof as Lucas Weaver for a stint, with me seemingly unable to stop ruffling and riling him up at every turn. What can I say? Clearly, I’m not the same girl I was when I first started falling for him. But then again, he’s not exactly the same guy either.
Because those fictional heroes I’ve been basing on Lucas?
They’ve got nothing on him now that he knows…everything.