She’s willing to fake it for money.
Just my type of lady. But this isn’t just one night.
I need twelve dates for a series of Christmas parties to promote my hotels.
Being a forever bachelor means that I don’t have time for love or the games it plays.
A fake date from an agency should solve my problems nicely.
Not only is she stunning and everything I would choose if someone gave me a checklist, but she’s studying to become a surgeon.
I’d gladly let her play doctor on me. *wink*
But this job isn’t an easy one. I need the world to believe this girl is my soul mate.
My billion-dollar resorts all rest on one thing—romance.
So we gotta go in hot and heavy, like heaven and hell couldn’t separate the love between us.
I’ve got the money if she’s got the skills.
Now I just need to NOT fall in love. $0.99 on Kindle.
Fake It For Money
Fake It Real Good
My younger brother hates me… he’s getting married.
And of course, my mother is going to have a field day with me still being a bachelor.
But love is for the birds. I don’t have time for that madness.
So, a fake date from an agency will work in a pinch.
Hope this poor damsel in distress is up for having to meet my wretched family.
If she survives, I’ll have to give her a bonus. Or hire her for my lonelier nights.
Much to my surprise, she’s not at all what I thought she would be.
Curvy, bold, hilarious – everything I want in my life.
This isn’t good.
Why in the world would a woman like her sell her time to a man like me?
Surely there’s more to her story than meets the eyes.
Not my problem. I just need one thing from the delicious beauty.
Fake it real good, baby. Fake it good. $0.99 on Kindle
Rich Fake Witch
The King of Halloween needs a fake date and this girl needs to be a true witch.
He’s got a killer reputation, social status, unfathomable wealth, fast cars, and all the women he wants.
Hell, he even has a video game character made in his likeness. Brother…
But, he’s willing to pay the big bucks for my high-end escort services.
If the boy needs a monster to prance around his annual Halloween Crawl of Horrors experience, then I’m his ghoul.
The only real problem is that I’m terrified of things that go bump in the night.
Halloween is NOT my holiday.
But, I can swallow my fear for a month and play Barbie to his Ken.
The main thing to keep in mind is that the man is a client. None of this is real.
Not the wealth, the heat, the steamy moments where I want to give up all of my candies and stop being a trick… all fake.
And he is completely off-limits.
The fact that he keeps making me feel so safe in the swirls of horror around us isn’t helping anything.
He might be looking for a rich fake witch, but I’m starting to feel forever.
Maybe I’ll just put a spell on him. ‘Cause then he’s mine…right? $0.99 on Kindle.