What if the perfect match is a perfect surprise?
Honor Holland has just been unceremoniously rejected by her lifelong crush. And nowâa mere three weeks laterâMr. Perfect is engaged to her best friend. But resilient, reliable Honor is going to pick herself up, dust herself off and get back out thereâ¦or she would if dating in Manningsport, New York, population 715, wasnât easier said than done.
Charming, handsome British professor Tom Barlow just wants to do right by his unofficial stepson, Charlie, but his visa is about to expire. Now Tom must either get a green card or leave the Statesâand leave Charlie behind.
In a moment of impulsiveness, Honor agrees to help Tom with a marriage of convenienceâand make her ex jealous in the process. But juggling a fiancé, hiding out from her former best friend and managing her job at the family vineyard isnât easy. And as sparks start to fly between Honor and Tom, they might discover that their pretend relationship is far too perfect to be anything but true loveâ¦.
Praise for New York Times bestselling author Kristan Higgins
âHiggins [offers] strong storytelling and a refreshing, sarcastic witâ¦thoroughly entertaining.â
âPeople magazine
âWell-placed flashbacks; snarky, snappy dialogue; and conflict both tender and traumatic will shove you into love with a perfectly irresistible array of imperfect characters. Youâll adore every bit of this story⦠Higginsâ latest is sexy, screwy, funny and fulfillingâa simply radiant read.â
âUSA TODAY on The Best Man
âThe result is a deliriously funny storyâ¦The Best Man is Kristan Higginsâs best bookâand thatâs saying a lot.â
âEloisa James
âRomance fans and lovers of womenâs fiction will devour this witty and tender novel. Highly recommended.â
âLibrary Journal, starred review, on Somebody to Love
âBoth gut-wrenchingly emotional and hysterically funny at the same timeâ¦Kristan Higgins writes the books you donât want to end.â
â#1 New York Times bestselling author Robyn Carr
âKristan Higgins specializes in the kind of prose that makes you laugh out loudâ¦hilarious on the surface, but with a bittersweet subtext.â
âNational Public Radio
âA funny, poignant romance.â
âPublishers Weekly, starred review, on My One and Only
âCheeky, cute and satisfying, Higginsâs romance is perfect entertainment for a girlâs night in.â
âBooklist on Too Good to Be True
Winnerâ2010 Romance Writers of America RITA® Award
This book is dedicated to Maria Carvainis, my wonderful friend and agent.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Madame.
PROLOGUE
THE DAY Honor Grace Holland turned thirty-five, she did what she always did on her birthday.
She got a Pap smear.
Sure, sure, Honor was aware that gynecology was pretty low on the totem pole of celebrations. It was just easier to schedule the dreaded appointment if it was on a memorable date. Practical, that was all, and she was nothing if not practical. Faith and Prudence, her sisters, and Dana Hoffman, her closest friend, had planned to take her out, but thereâd been a snowstorm last weekend, and theyâd had to cancel. The family would gather this weekend for cake, so it wasnât like the Pap smear was the only celebration sheâd be having.
She assumed the position on the exam table while her doctor kindly averted his eyes, and practiced the deep breathing the irritatingly flexible yoga instructor had demonstrated with such vigor until she and Dana had giggled like two little kids in church. Didnât work then, didnât work now. She stared at the Jackson Pollock print on the ceiling and tried to think happy thoughts. She really needed to update the website. Design a label for the new pinot gris Blue Heron Vineyard was launching. Check the monthâs orders.
It occurred to her that work should not be her happy thoughts. She tried to think of something not work-related. She had some Lindt truffles at home. That was good.
âSo how are things, Honor?â Jeremy asked from between her legs.
âWorking a lot. You know me.â And he did. Jeremy Lyon was an old family friend as well as her sisterâs ex-fiancé. He was also gay, which didnât seem to make his palpation of her ovaries any less yucky.
Jeremy snapped off his gloves and smiled. âAll done,â he said.
Honor sat up fast, despite the fact that Jeremy was terribly nice and had famously gentle hands. The good doctor handed her a prewarmed blanketâhe was thoughtful that way. He never made eye contact during the breast exam, and the speculum was always placed on a heating pad. Small wonder half the women in Manningsport were in love with him, no matter that he liked men.