The Orc Who Melted Me (Orcs of Cedar Lake #2)

I only needed a fake boyfriend for one wedding. I didn’t expect the giant orc who walked into my pastel ice cream shop to decide I was his forever.

My petty ex-boyfriend invited me to his wedding just to prove dumping him was a mistake. The last thing I want is showing up alone, but finding someone on short notice isn’t exactly easy.

Until a seven-foot-tall god steps up to the counter of Daisy’s Scoop Shack.

He’s massive, rugged, covered in green muscle, and completely out of place among my pink decorations and rainbow sprinkles. When he offers to be my fake boyfriend for the weekend, I immediately say yes.

It should be simple. Smile for the photos. Hold hands. Pretend we’re hopelessly in love.

There’s just one problem. Orcs don’t do fake.

Every possessive glance, every protective touch, and every low growl tells me he has already decided: I’m his fated mate.

This giant orc isn’t pretending. He’s about to melt my heart forever.