If her boss finds out this baby is real, we’re screwed. If the world works out our relationship isn’t…we lose everything.
For years, I was the hottest name in music. Devastating. Romantic. Breaking hearts with every song. Everyone wanted to be me, know me or f*** me – until one fight destroyed it all. Now, my record company won’t touch me…unless I fix my image.
My new media agency’s hotshot idea? A fake romance. What a load of bulls***. Fine. If I have to do this, I’ll pick her. Emily. This uppity girl who thinks she gets to manage me. That’ll show her.
Until I realize…she’s not at all what I thought. That boring, quiet librarian look of hers hides a fiesty personality, sizzling-hot banter and…a crush on me she obviously regrets. I mean, that’s just too much fun not to play with. With every fake date, she gets more flustered…and my intrigue grows. It doesn’t take long until I can’t get her out of my mind. Those sparkling eyes, that too-quick blush and soft laugh…and soon, we’re blurring the lines, crossing all the boundaries and f***ing right alongside our ‘fake’ dates. I find myself fake-proposing just so this doesn’t have to end.
Then I find out she’s pregnant – on live television – and everything changes. The world goes crazy for it. My fans can’t get enough of us. My record company want an album out this year and…suddenly, none of that matters. All I can think about is our baby – and the woman I’m falling for harder every day. I have no idea how we’re getting out of this mess – but I don’t care.
I’ll find a way – because there’s no pretending anymore. I have to have them both – for real.