Notch on His Bedpost

He said/she said in the age of the internet

My job as a dating guru for men has earned me the nickname of Mr. Virile and I have no plans on giving up my reign as bachelor. I have a reputation to uphold, especially with the release of my book coming up. Men count on me and my YouTube channel and website to help them find the alpha male inside.

But a publicity stunt goes wrong and now I have to pretend to date, Holly, "the girl next door" blogger who hates my website and doles out the opposite advice to her many feminist subscribers. She says I'm exactly the kind of guy she cautions her readers and podcast listeners away from and she's right.

She says I'll never get her into my bed. I say she won't regret it when I'm there. As long as we both remember this is all for fun, nobody will get hurt.

I don't have a heart, so I'm in no danger of losing it to her, right?

Author confession: I wanted to put this book in the Blue Collar Bad Boy series because Dane is such a bad, bad boy. But he's not blue collarhe likes his expensive suits and his urban reputation. Or does he? If you like opposites attract and enemies to lovers and watching the big Alpha fall head over heels in love, step on in. Oh, and there's a big, dopey dog and lots of he said/she said. Has the girl next door tamed the most virile man alive, or is she just another notch on the bedpost?

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