Yes, I climbed into Jake Jensen’s lap and kissed the crap out of him in a crowded bar to make my ex jealous.
Yes, I lied to my family and told them I’m in a relationship with the guy, even though he doesn’t know my name or my family’s connection to one of the hottest software companies in the US.
Yes, I’m now on my way to convince him to be my fake boyfriend for my father’s company retreat in exchange for...whatever the heck he wants if it’ll get me out of this mess.
And no, I’m most definitely not interested in his smoldering eyes or the way his hands feel against my body.
Because whatever’s burning between us?
It isn’t real.
We’re both a means to an end.
And there’s no convincing me otherwise.