Mark Demoda is gorgeous, cocky, and the bad boy of baseball. As a single mom, I have no time for his games. But when he crashes into me on the beach, and the pictures go viral, I’m somehow swept up into the biggest one. Forced to play the part of his doting girlfriend, I try my hardest to ignore the way his touch sets my skin on fire, and his words make me blush. The problem is all the whispers no one can hear and all the touches no one can see don’t feel make believe. Falling for my fake boyfriend would be a terrible idea, but it already seems like so much more than a game.