The Other Saint

Also, she was going back to their room because watching her six-foot-six roommate kiss someone else while she was forced to pretend to be her own twin brother felt like a uniquely ridiculous form of self-inflicted torture.

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At North Halston Leadership Academy (a prestigious, absurdly expensive post-graduate institution where twenty-somethings politely pretend they are not avoiding real life), reputations are built, careers are launched, and absolutely no one expects identity fraud.

I thought we all knew that identity theft is not a joke, Jim.

Well, Suzanne Saint certainly didn't.

She's a New York lingerie model with lethal eyes, dangerous curves, and the kind of personality that doesn't ask for attention so much as assume it was already hers. Her twin brother, Taron (equally beautiful, considerably more irresponsible, and currently stranded somewhere in Europe) has no intention of returning in time for the semester their parents already paid an obscene amount of money for.

His solution? Simple. Logical. Completely unhinged.

Suzanne should pretend to be him.

Just for a month. (Sure, Jan.)

Armed with chest binders, designer shirts buttoned far higher than Taron would ever allow, and a willingness to lie with impressive confidence, Suzanne arrives at North Halston as the academy's newest first-year student... only to discover she's been assigned a shared luxury suite with Steven Grant: six-foot-six football prodigy, professional dumbass, and walking golden retriever with absolutely no survival instincts and/or brain cells.

He's huge. He's straight. He's oblivious.

And he's about to spend a lot of time with someone who is definitely not the man he thinks.

Because one Saint is already trouble.

Two?
That's a situation.