Carolina Kisses

I’ve got a serious problem, and it goes by the name of Ted Jones. Even his name is nerdy! Combine that with his glasses, lean runner’s frame, crazy smarts, and superhero addiction, and he’s got my lady engine revving hard. What can I say? I’ve got a thing for hot nerds. But our shy glances and awkward exchanges in the elevator aren’t going to cut it. This nerd is mine; he just doesn’t know it yet.

Surly, rude, selfish, and inconveniently attractive. Meet Milo Papatonis, the king of all jerks. I’m not normally one to judge, but I’ve been down this particular road before and I can unequivocally say he’s earned his title. It’s not enough that Milo crushed my dreams when we were kids, but now I’m somehow being forced to dwell under the same roof with his ill-mannered ass. If he thinks his sexy shower noises and ovary-imploding smile can tempt me into forgetting, he’s nuts.

ANDIE: Love is fake and so are most people. That’s why I prefer to keep it real by speaking my mind, using posers for my own devices, and protecting what’s mine. So when Ponch Amante swaggers up to my front door with his smirky face and annoying charm, all I see is a solution to a problem. If he agrees to be my fake boyfriend, I can get out from under my parents’ blackmail scheme to pair me up with one of their sanctimonious Ivy League spawns of Satan. Anything would be preferable to that—even putting up with Ponch for a few days. I, of all people, can resist a guy like him, right?