They say the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. But what if you just want your ex to leave you alone?
You would think practically leaving a man at the altar would be enough of a hint that you're just not into him, but not for my ex. Instead of leaving me alone, the man has claimed squatter's rights in my home and is refusing to leave.
So desperate times called for desperate measures in the form of the six-foot-three, Clark Kent glasses-wearing jerk that is Cooper Shaw.
It wasn't by some miracle that I was able to convince Cooper into my scheme. He didn't agree to be my fake boyfriend out of the kindness of his own heart. No, the good-looking snake of a man wanted something out of it for himself. He needs me to make him look good with his job while I need him to chase off the loser camped out in my house.
So what if I once made a move on him, only to be shut down by his inanely handsome face? It shouldn't be a problem.
Living together? No biggie.
Sharing a bed? Not an issue.
Kissing to convince others we are madly in love without catching feelings?... Well, that might be a problem
*This is book 2 in the Willow Hill Series. Each can be read as a standalone.*
