The Player and the Pretender

Don't fall in love with your boss, or onto his head, lap, or any other body parts… Miles Williams was not my target. So when I fall off a balcony and land on his head the last thing I expect is for him to hire me.

I may be a private investigator, but the hot, sexy, pro football player wants me to be his girlfriend. Fake girlfriend, that is. He wants to be free of female attention for the last few games of his career before he retires, and some women in his life haven't gotten the message. It's not my usual job, but I'm game.

Only certain people don't seem to believe we are actually a couple, which is ironic, because my plan to stay professional and not let Miles touch me is an epic failure. Worst. Plan. Ever.

Not only am I deliciously ensconced in the player's bed, I might just have broken through both our defenses and fallen off more than the balcony. I might have fallen head over heels (literally) into love…