I walked away from my billion-dollar inheritance. But I guess I didnât walk far enough⊠because yesterday my inheritance came back to me. In order to claim it, I need to find a fake fiancĂ©e to satisfy my familyâs demands. Thatâs where my tyrannical, uptight boss Nancy comes inâa royal pain in the seat of the secondhand jeans Iâve worn since the day I became her bartender. The truth is Iâve been lying for seven years. I figure I can lie for one more weekend. But what I canât lie about is how Iâve started to see the usually buttoned-up Nancy in a whole new lightâhow Iâve started to notice how sexy she is out of those overly prim pencil skirts and how much I want to rub my fingers over her strawberry-red mouth. But I canât... because sheâs my boss, because itâs only a weekend, and because our pretend relationshipâone of many amongst my familyâs most dangerous secretsâis only a lie⊠Isnât it?