Fake a relationship with a man I can't stand? I'm not that desperate. Oh, wait. Yes, I am…

My career is about to hit dream-come-true status, and right on time. Not only do I need the money, but I'm working with the top architect in the country to design a home for Nathan West, the wealthy philanthropist everyone knows and loves to drool over. Pinch me, right?

But. Then. We. Meet.

Nathan glares when I grin.

Sneers when I smile.

Scoffs when I stare.

(And considering tall men with dark hair, green eyes, and bulging biceps are kinda my thing, I stare a lot.)

No matter what I do to make a good impression, the man is dead set on hating me.

And the feeling is mutual.

So how did an accidental text message with a bit too much drunk energy lead to a six month agreement to pretend to be his girlfriend? (For an obscene amount of money I desperately need for my mother's medical bills…)

Now he listens when I talk.

Cares when I'm hurting.

Kisses me like we're falling in love.

If everything we're doing is a ruse, then why are these fake feelings starting to feel real?

I need to back out of this agreement before I get hurt…

Dear God,

I'm in over my head. Please send help.

Yours,

Mina Blake