The hottest hunk in Hollywood already has my number… but I have no
intention of texting back.
That man is a WHORE. A liar. A cheat.
Just because I know what he can do to my body.
Over and over again.
With incredible stamina.
Like better than anyone else.
I’m saying he’s no good. I don’t want him.
That’s why when I write about him, my audience will see what a dog he is.
The only problem?
To save both our jobs, our boss says we have to get back together.
Strictly PR. This fake relationship is so not going to be his second
I don’t want him in my life. I don’t want him in my bed.
And more than anything, no matter what he tells me or how he charms
I don’t want him in my heart.
Will I realize why he’s been there this whole time, taking my hate after he
did me wrong… or will our fake relationship banish with the next hot gossip
** No cliffhangers, no cheating, and a happily ever after guaranteed! **