You're The One
To everyone else, Hunter Caldwell is the most powerful man in New York. But to me? Hunter is just my best friend… my sinfully attractive best friend. When he needs my help, I instantly say yes.
It all starts as pretend…
Our first kiss is unexpected—but it still makes my skin sizzle, my knees go weak. The next one is in front of his tight-knit family. We have to be convincing. But it's so wicked hot, it almost fools me too.
On our first night together, he tells me that I have to keep us both in check, because he doesn't know how. Our second night is sexy as hell.
How am I supposed to keep the lines between real and pretend from blurring?