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...

The realization struck me with sickening clarity—marriage was for the perfect society wife in public, while the black card was for his foster sister in the shadows of his bed. I loved him, but that love meant nothing in the face of a black card! That scumbag! Why should I love him?
Hope Carter, the daughter of a driver, became the adopted daughter of a powerful family after her own family fell apart. James Russell is the heir of that powerful family. Under the influence of alcohol, they had a ...