‘Worst days’ don’t normally end with me hooking up with a handsome billionaire playboy running from his crazy ex, who happens to be my ex-best friend... Didn’t expect to see him again or end up agreeing to be fake engaged. Thanks to me losing my job, and him having a crazy ex, we’re forced together in irresistable circumstances. Underneath all that arrogance and grumpiness is a man with a heart. I’d be lying to say he isn’t rude, demanding, sexy as hell, and a complete bosshole. But what can’t be faked are the sparks when we touch… As much as we get under each other’s skin, we can’t quit each other.