Mr. Fake Fiance
Did McHottie just ask me to fake an engagement?
You would think I would say no.
You would think I wouldn’t move in with a complete stranger.
You would think I wouldn’t give that stranger my virginity.
Most days I’m a pillar of restraint.
But some gravitational pull made both of us complete idiots for each other.
Now we’re knee deep in scandal.
And this arrangement is getting more dangerous by the minute.
60 days to convince myself it’s only fake.
Two months before I never feel his touch again.
One chance to tell him about my secret.