Only in Atlanta

Conor Brady is the hottest man I have ever laid eyes on. Ever. He's also my new roommate. In the past few days, I became jobless, homeless, and boyfriendless. So, I did what any 28-year-old woman with her life together would do: I ran. Far, far away from my life in New York and straight to my big brother's house in Atlanta. Only, it turns out that my brother is away on a business trip. And, he failed to tell me that a full-on, godlike hottie-who happens to be a premier house flipper-has taken up residence in the spare bedroom while his enormous new house is being renovated. There's a million reasons why I shouldn't fall for Conor. But our chemistry is undeniable. Which means I have a teeny, tiny situation on my hands…

Aiden Shaw is the smuggest, most infuriating man I've ever met. Ever. He's also my next door neighbor. We've been at war for four bitter years. But last night, Aiden crossed a line. The worst part? My public humiliation was caught on camera, and the video's a viral sensation. Now, the entire internet is raving about our "off the charts chemistry" and "crackling sexual tension." Apparently, everyone is delusional. And blind. Yet when Aiden turns up on my doorstep, asking me to pose as his girlfriend, I find myself saying yes. Even if that means taking a couples vacation with him. Yup, couples vacation. With my mortal enemy. Who I have to pretend to be madly in love with. Great. I can put our war on ice for a little while, Aiden Shaw. But in the end, someone's gotta lose. And it's not going to be me.