I need a fake boyfriend. He needs money for his garage. It’s the perfect business arrangement. Or so I thought.

As the CEO of the dating app Left for Love, I'm the best at helping other people find their soulmate. Just not myself. I don't need love, not when I have a world to take over.
Life is great; who cares if I’m a little lonely at night? Great, that is, until my biggest competitor decides their newest ad campaign is to smear my app, and me, in the process. How could Left for Love possibly be the best dating app on the market if the founder still hasn’t used it to find her soulmate?
Enter Knox Calhoun. The small-town mechanic with a southern twang that could melt ice in Antarctica is the perfect man for the job. We’re complete opposites. No way the lines could get blurred.
Until he kisses me.
Except relationships aren’t easy—whether they are real or fake. If the truth comes out about us, I could lose everything. And for the first time in my life, I have a lot more than money to lose