I love being single almost as much as I love knocking people out in the ring.
But when my best friend asks me to pose as her fiancé for two weeks in order to land a dream story for the magazine she works at, I can’t say no.
I should’ve. Because the story of a lifetime is covering the adult fantasy resort, Inhibitions, and they keep throwing us into hotter than hell situations.
I’ve never crossed the line with Presley, but i don’t know how much longer I can resist. She makes me crazy–like give up all my playboy ways and claim her for my own crazy.
Her dream job on the line.
I can’t screw this up but all this pretending is making me wish for things I know I can’t have.