'How did you two meet?'

That's the question I dread.

Because my (not so) meet cute was unexpected to say the least. I was in Beverly Hills, searching for someone to take me on as their bride, you know, as you do.

He was striding around the block, mumbling about a business deal gone wrong.

That's when we bumped into each other. . . And there were no sparks. Not even a hint of blossoming love.

But next thing I knew, he'd convinced me to pretend to be his girlfriend so he could get his deal back on track. Suddenly, I find myself living in a mansion, enjoying swanky business lunches, and pretending we're head over heels in love. . .

My one big mistake, though. . . big. . . HUGE. . .

I might accidentally be falling for Huxley Cane.