Butterface

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<p>It’s true. I’m not what most people would call “pretty” and, well, high school was rough. Fast forward ten years and life is good… </p><p>Until a bunch of jerks think it’s hilarious to put the “butterface” (AKA me) on a wedding Kiss Cam with the hottest guy ever—and that old humiliation hits hard. </p><p>I recognize him immediately. The hottest cop in Waterbury and totally out of my league. </p><p>But then he kisses me. </p><p>And we totally forget the room, the crowd, everything. </p><p>Then he tells everyone we’ve been dating for months. </p><p>Soon everything starts to feel too real, from adorable fights over “necessary” tools to fix my broken porch to surviving a free-for-all dinner with his six siblings to picking up where our last kiss left off. </p><p>But there’s something he’s not telling me about why he’s really hanging around, and I’m pretty sure it has to do with my mob-connected brothers. </p><p>Because this is not a make-over story, and Cinderella is only a fairy tale…</p>