Thayer
I thought inventing a boyfriend would help get me out of trouble, but it landed me in more.

My little white lie put me in the crosshairs of Bennett Bradford. Satan in a suit. He might be easy on the eyes, but he's rough on the heart. I learned that one the hard way.

Suddenly, there's a gigantic rock on my left ring finger that's as fake as our relationship—but our chemistry is all too real.

At least there's no risk of me falling for him... right?