Im not a big believer in romance. Im certainly not the type of woman to get drunk, meet a guy, and run off to Reno to get married.But Dr. Hottie himself, AKA Jack Stratton, changed all that. Too bad it's all a lie.Our relationship is as fake as a bad spray tan. Its all to show up our mutual exes, make them realize how much they miss us. Can I help it if Jack is so ridiculously handsome, simply being near him makes me blush? And when he smiles at meWell, maybe I shouldve nicknamed him Dr. Panty D...

I walked into the security director’s office and shut the door.
“You’re here on time?” My best friend Corey rolled his eyes. “What am I supposed to be doing for you again? Stalking some woman you met?”
“It’s not stalking.”
“Whatever you call it, it’s highly illegal. But since you said it was love at first sight, I guess I can make an exception.”
“First of all, it’s not love. Second of all, I don’t even know who she is.”
“So, why am I hacking into the security footage of Pacific Bay Lounge a...

"You're playing a dangerous game, Ms. Rose."
His voice was low and threatening as he backed me against the office wall. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, especially from the erection pressing against me.
"I'm not playing any game," I whispered, ignoring my torn shirt and the exposed, heaving breasts, meeting those deep blue eyes. "You're the one who can't stay away."
His hand slammed against the wall beside my head, the other pinching my nipple. "Then tell me to stop."
Anna Rose...