The Fake Dating War

When you desperately need a fake boyfriend for your sister's wedding, who do you call? Obviously, anyone other than your hot, arrogant, and insufferable work rival... Oops.There’s a six-foot-two fortress who pretends to be me, stealing my clients. In revenge, I hack his calendar, deleting his appointments. Our fighting is filthy. We're competing for a huge bonus that I will win, but when I make the mistake of telling my meddling family about my new (non-existent) boyfriend, Satan suddenly offers to help.He's up to something shady, but I’ve got no other choice.Now he’s kissing me dizzy in front of guests, and I’m sitting on his lap on a party bus. There’s only one bed... and he's shielding me from all my rude, nosy relatives?I know it's all fake but this feels way too real.Come Monday I can’t forget we’re at war again, no matter how sweet this charade feels.Especially when I learn the truth.? Rivals to lovers? Fake dating? Hilarious banter? Slow delicious burn? Forced proximity? Good girl