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Mika Roosevelt has the perfect life. High paying job, great friends, fancy apartment and the beauty one would wish for. The only thing missing, by her family's words, is a boyfriend.
That's when Alexander Lane, the guy she's had a long time vendetta with, comes to save the day. Or so he thought that was what he was doing.
Pretending to date is easy, but separating what's real from what's just an act isn't. Even worse when one little lie spreads into a much bigger mess.
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