If I had to choose a person to hate, Alex Ramírez would’ve been first on the list… He’s the last person I want to fake date. But when the snooty, uptight restaurant owner desperately needs my help to train his pooch, we strike a deal –I’ll turn his dog into the town's best-behaved pet, and in return, he’ll be my arm candy for a few family events and social gatherings. Simple, uncomplicated, and absolutely not romantic—at least, that is what we told ourselves. With every pretend touch and lingering glance, I can't help but wonder: Is this fake relationship with Alex secretly penning its own authentic ending? Or am I risking it all for someone who is nothing more than make-believe?
