ISBN 0373031769 - Standard romance fare, overall. Won't kill you, but I wouldn't go out of your way to read it.
Julie Marshall's sister is about to marry the man Julie loves - the ONLY man Julie's ever loved. That's not the problem. The problem is that Julie, in self-defense, made up a fiance. She's managed to make him a remarkably busy man, so far, so the fact that the family hasn't met him hasn't been a big problem. But, now, with the wedding, there's just no way out. She's going to have to show up with Robert Duncan, fictitious American multimillionaire, as her date.
Incredibly, she finds an answer. A regular customer at her London bakery is Mr. Baxter, an American actor who bears enough of a resemblance to her Robert Duncan to pass for him. When she suggests that he help her in her desperate scheme, he agrees. When she finds out that his first name is actually Robert, it seems like the stars are aligned, and as the coincidences pile up, Julie misses every sign that something very odd is going on here. Her family loves him, and that gets her off the hook, so perhaps she's too distracted to wonder how it is that a semi-employed actor does such a stellar job impersonating an international financier.
Not horrible, not great, just a basic average romance. A quick read, too, which is a plus in my opinion - it's not good enough to spend a lot of time on.
- AnnaLovesBooks
Julie Marshall's sister is about to marry the man Julie loves - the ONLY man Julie's ever loved. That's not the problem. The problem is that Julie, in self-defense, made up a fiance. She's managed to make him a remarkably busy man, so far, so the fact that the family hasn't met him hasn't been a big problem. But, now, with the wedding, there's just no way out. She's going to have to show up with Robert Duncan, fictitious American multimillionaire, as her date.
Incredibly, she finds an answer. A regular customer at her London bakery is Mr. Baxter, an American actor who bears enough of a resemblance to her Robert Duncan to pass for him. When she suggests that he help her in her desperate scheme, he agrees. When she finds out that his first name is actually Robert, it seems like the stars are aligned, and as the coincidences pile up, Julie misses every sign that something very odd is going on here. Her family loves him, and that gets her off the hook, so perhaps she's too distracted to wonder how it is that a semi-employed actor does such a stellar job impersonating an international financier.
Not horrible, not great, just a basic average romance. A quick read, too, which is a plus in my opinion - it's not good enough to spend a lot of time on.
- AnnaLovesBooks
