ELLE I’ll only be a minute. No one will ever know. I’ll just replace that stupid cherry tart with this raspberry one from the guest of honor’s plate before she takes a bite and race off the floor. Good thing I always bring my black lace gown for emergency damage control when the kitchen screws up. The last thing I needed was to be fired a week after landing a job at Manhattan’s top event planning firms. So when billionaire tycoon Scott Weston stops me midflight, I have no choice but to pretend I’m one of the prestigious guests… No biggie. I'll laugh at his jokes, bat my lashes and he'll never see me again. Until I run into him the next day outside my office building when he’s buying my coffee and when he insists on seeing me again the next day. Our chemistry is so intense, I can’t refuse, but I need to think of something, because this charade is starting to get old—fast. After all, a man like Scott Weston is much better suited for a woman I'm only pretending to be. SCOTT My new investment in a sinking event planning firm is starting to set off red flags. The partners’ handing over my biggest events to some newbie I’d never met is leaving me on edge, because if anything goes wrong, she’ll be the reason for our downfall. ** Previously released as Planned to Perfection, this story has been completely revamped, edited and extended.