She’s fake dating the wrong guy. Enter Mr. Right.
Scottie I’ve spent my whole life cleaning up after Jake Rodgers—the bad boy of Major League Baseball.
So when his latest PR disaster threatens to send him to the minors, agreeing to fake date him feels noble. Temporary. Manageable.
Then hot young pitcher Lucas Fischer shows up—with coffee I didn’t ask for and a smile that doesn’t quit—and suddenly none of it feels manageable anymore.
Especially when I’m assigned to be his handler. Now I’m pretending to be in love with the guy I’ve never wanted while trying not to fall for the one I can’t have.
Lucas I’ve been bringing Scottie Quinn coffee for ten months. I’ve never once guessed her order wrong–no small feat, considering the woman orders coffee based on vibes.
I’ve also never once told her that I know she’s fake dating Jake Rodgers, that she deserves better, or that I’m in love with her. I’m a patient guy. I can wait.
What I can’t do is watch her disappear to make everyone else comfortable. But Jake and I are on the same team now, and our GM has one ironclad rule: no clubhouse drama. Easy enough.
All I have to do is keep showing up until she stops pretending… without blowing up both our careers. Yeah. Maybe I’m not that patient after all.
