It was all for show. At least it was supposed to be. When I agreed to be Jaya Trudeaux's fake fiancee for her sister's wedding, I didn't expect to crave her like I do. After all, billionaires make great dates on paper. But I'm not the guy who sticks around. I'm not the guy who falls in love. But little miss uptight, list-maker who's never had any fun makes me desperate to loosen her up. Before I know it, I'll do anything to make her smile, to make her laugh...to make her moan. This was all supposed to be temporary. So why do I want to keep her?