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When I accepted the offer to work on a movie set, I had no idea I was agreeing to be the lead actor's fake girlfriend. If I'd known, there's no way I would've played along. Not after what he did to me. To everyone else, Ian Brock is a Hollywood star. The life of the party. The guy next door with a smile to melt ice cream. To me, he's the ex who broke my heart. But the years have done nothing to ruin how good-looking, charming, or funny he is. And the more we pretend to be a couple, the more obvious it becomes that our chemistry is back.

My first night in Vegas, I humiliate myself in front of the one man who's made me realize what I've been missing out on. I thought I'd been in love before, but nothing compares to how I feel about Leo. I'm determined to get under his skin, even though he insists our age difference is a problem. My friends and family warn me against him too, given what he does for a living. But none of that deters me. These are my decisions—and mistakes—to make, wherever they may lead. Which is right into Leo's arms. Except there's more to him than I anticipated.

The carefree single life I choose to lead only works because I wholeheartedly avoid getting to know the guys I meet. And now, I'm dangerously close to being swept off my feet by the tattooed former soccer player. I can't escape learning every intriguing detail about him. Not that it matters. I won't be seeing him again. Except fate intervenes, and I do see him again—and he asks me to marry him.

I'm very professional, but I'm not superhuman. I can't resist a broody man in a suit, and the new principal wears his well. He's so put together and sophisticated—a far cry from the duds I've been out with lately. On top of that, his smooth British accent gives me the feels. I didn't think men like Oliver Westbrook existed in real life. I just wish I would've made a better impression at our first faculty meeting. In fact, I wish every encounter with him didn't end with me nervously sweating through my blouses. If only I could stop putting my foot in my mouth.

Out of a room full of women, his eyes lock on mine. The muscled dancer is agile and skilled, and my gaze hungrily follows every teasing move. When he steps off the stage to stalk toward me, a shiver ripples down my spine. I've never had such an intense reaction to a guy before, especially not a stranger. But this is a tall, dark fantasy brought to life-one with a mischievous grin and chiseled abs.

Ty is every girl's dream—physically, anyway. Personally? He's every nightmare. Arrogant, obnoxious, and irresistible to a fault. He can tempt even sensible girls like me to act recklessly. If only I could escape him. He's friends with my roommate's boyfriend, so naturally, he invades my space—a lot. Ty comes to my yoga classes and taunts me with his flirtatious smirks and muscled arms. His chiseled body and tattoos might be perfect for his unconventional profession, and I try my hardest not to be fascinated by him like many other women.

After his latest public mishap, Manhattan's favorite CEO needs a place to hide until the media latches onto a new scandal. My brother offers Carter our family's cabin for refuge without telling me—the same cabin where I was supposed to spend a relaxing week for my birthday. Instead, I'm stuck babysitting the arrogant man-child. This cabin is not big enough to contain Carter's ego . . . or my sanity. All we do is argue. And right when I'm certain I'll strangle him, he surprises me by calling a truce.