Working for Chase Lancaster was supposed to catapult my marketing career. Instead, Iām trapped in personal-assistant hell. His hobbies include barking orders, torpedoing my advertising campaigns, and reducing the office staff to tears.
On a good day, he acts like Iām invisible. On a bad day, I remind myself arsenic is not an acceptable sweetener for coffee. And prison orange would be murder on my complexion.
Imagine my surprise when Chase follows me home to Bitter End, North Carolina, where Iām about to endure my ex-fiancĆ©ās wedding.
The moment he chases off my date and offers to pose as my boyfriend, I know he's got a hidden agendaāespecially when he plays the part a little too convincingly. Unfortunately, I have to play along to find out what heās really up to.
To satisfy the town gossip squad, Iāll have to let him kiss me. Who knew Satanās lips were so soft and inviting? And if weāre really playing the part, weāll have to go to Loverās Laneātesting my willpower beyond its limits.
The more time we spend together outside the office, though, the more I see a different side of him. Heās still bossy and demanding, but is it wrong that I find it kind ofā¦well...hot?