![]() ![]() That is, as long as no one finds out that every date we go on, every smile we flash each other for the cameras, and every hot, desperate kiss on the streets of Manhattan is absolutely fake.Įxcept…it’s not. Hooking up with the smooth-talking English hottie once upon a time-fine, twice-were huge mistakes that I shouldn’t repeat, but pretending to like the guy who drives me crazy is my only chance at saving my job. Especially since he’s my former roomie and, gulp, my secret ex.īut my agent tells me I have no choice since I’m ridiculously overdue with turning in the next big blockbuster love story to my publisher. Let me just say this-fake dating the cocky movie star was not my idea. A red-hot enemies-to-lovers, fake boyfriend, second-chance romance, and the conclusion to the Hopelessly Bromantic Duet! ![]()
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