“You want me to marry you?” This isn’t the question I was expecting from Mr. Chiseled Jaw. I’m here to investigate a story, not get distracted by him. And how do I even start this story? Hmm, let’s see. Rich cowboy melts my heart? Not the most professional way to begin. “No, honest, I can stay emotionally unattached and do my job.” Says no woman ever… I’m doing an ok job at keeping it professional until he miraculously shows up and rescues me from near death. It’s the next part I’m not prepared for when he asks “Will you be my fake fiancé?”