Natalie One bad decision doesn't define you. Right? That's what I kept telling myself, but then I walked smack dab into another one. A six-foot-two, hands the size of dinner plates, turns my insides to jelly kind of mistake. It wasn’t my intention to kiss my professor, but I wasn't aware it was Dr. Eli Summers until he let me up for air and peeled his palms from my ass. We can thank my unwanted admirer for that. Now, he's offering me the protection of his reputation and the title of his fake girlfriend. The perfect solution, right? After all, there’s no way I'll fall for Mr. Tall Dark and Brooding.