Pretend For Me

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I botched a </span><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>broody billionaire's</strong><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> haircut and what did he ask from me in repayment?</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>That I become his </span><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>fake fiancée</strong><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>!</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>In my defense my new migraine meds had packed quite the drowsy punch that morning. One minute I was trimming his GQ-worthy locks and the next I'd given him a side shave that would make a Marine jealous.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Fast forward through a ticked-off Dev Menon storming out of my salon threatening legal action and I'm thinking the day couldn't get worse.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Except it does . . .</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Dev returns hours later with a wild proposition: </span><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Marry me. Temporarily.</strong></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Turns out his mother's dying wish is to see him get hitched and I'm the lucky girl who owes him a debt. The catch?</span><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> I also have to move in with him to really sell the ruse.</strong></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Soon enough I'm realizing my career isn't the only thing on the line with my hot-as-Hades fiancé. My heart is too.</span></p><p></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>So I counter with a wilder proposition: </strong><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>a purely physical relationship with three simple rules. No kissing no sleepovers and </span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>definitely</em><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> no falling in love.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Except the more time I spend with him the harder it becomes to stick to my rules. Dev's charm his skilled hands and his enormous . . . heart are testing my resolve. Even my traitorous cat is smitten.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Did I get more than I bargained for or am I about to lose this very hairy game of pretend?</span></p><p></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Author's Note:</strong><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> Reading this book can induce uncontrollable giggling squealing a newfound belief in true-love and an inexplicable need to pet a hairless cat. Reader discretion is advised.</span></p><p></p>