Fake dating isn't supposed to be this hot.
When my ex-fianc has the gall to invite me to his wedding, my gut reaction is "Hell, no."Crazy, right?
I'm a former catwalk model, not an actress.
Still, it's three days. I can pretend I'm in love for a weekend if it means exacting the revenge I'm owed.
It's all going so well. Then Kadon kisses me right in front of my ex.
Suddenly, it doesn't feel so fake anymore.
But whatever has ignited between us isn't real.
We're not playing for keeps...Or are we?