I had it all planned out. A perfect getaway, in a perfect forest locale, with my perfect boyfriend. It should've been... perfect.

Until he breaks up with me, leaving me all alone when a stranger walks in on me post-shower, getting a too-good look at my bare backside.

I'm embarrassed and scared, but the bear spray might've been a bit overkill. Especially since this AirBnB mix-up is turning out to be the best thing that's ever happened to me. Maybe.

Cole Harrington is grumpy and mysterious, grunting out one-word answers and definitely keeping secrets. But he's also got blue eyes that don't miss a thing, broad shoulders that carry the weight of the world, and a smile you have to work for. And he seems to hate everyone... but me. He even volunteers to be my fake boyfriend for my cousin-slash-nemesis's wedding.

And that's when things really go wrong. Or right?

I just have to keep reminding myself... it's all fake and very temporary. Don't fall for him, even if he's infinitely more loveable than he thinks he is. Especially when he kisses me fiercely and deeply and possessively.

So, yeah... totally fake.

Until he shows up at my house. Which is a total stalkerish red flag, right? But it doesn't feel like one. It feels like I'm... his. Probably.