The past year living with Camden Steele has been hell on Earth.

He’s more court jester than NHL-bound goalie, only making time for hockey and hook-ups.

Too bad his blasé, playboy lifestyle has caught up with him.

Now, he needs a tutor—not to mention a major reputation boost.

And as it turns out, I could use a fake boyfriend.

So, we strike a deal.

Having loathed hockey my entire life makes it a tough sell at first, but the real undertaking is accepting the truth:

Though we’re opposites in many ways, he and I are not all that different.

And somewhere between the study sessions and shared secrets, what started as make believe becomes the realest thing I’ve ever known.

That is, unless my lies end it all before it can truly begin.