Fake by Sarah J. Brooks

My mind knows it’s just a fake. But my heart cries as if it’s real…
On Valentine’s night, my annoying friends think I’m lying when I tell them that I’ve got a date.
Well, they’re right.
I just want to sit in this bar alone and drown my frustrating love life with as much alcohol as possible.
Then it happens. They call and say they are coming to the bar to meet my date.
Take the risk of being exposed and add the courage of two glasses of wine –
that’s when you get a knee-jerk reaction.
So, I ask the gorgeous guy sitting alone at the table next to me to pretend to be my date.
For the sake of realism, I go in for a kiss. To my surprise, he returns the kiss with passion.
What starts as fake gets really intense when we go back to his penthouse that night.
The next day, I am even more surprised to learn who he is:
Alec Blair. Ruthless Billionaire, known for being an arrogant @sshole.
Collecting women as trophies. Never in for something serious.
Well, whatever. It was supposed to be fun, one-night thing like most of my dates.
Until morning sickness starts creeping in a few weeks later.
Now the question is: Was this night my best or my worst mistake ever?
Seems like we’ll have to meet again, Alec.