I have a secret.I don’t hate Jet Stockton. Everyone thinks that I do, and it’s better that it stay that way. Because if they ever found out that truth, they’d find out another one. One no one can know. I might be kind of falling for Jet. But that can’t happen. Because he hates me. He thinks I’m a stuck up, spoiled, lazy rich girl who has had everything handed to her. I represent everything he hates. So I’ll keep hating Jet right back. Who cares that he saved me when my boyfriend dumped me in front of the world. Who cares that the way he saved me was by kissing me. The hottest kiss of my whole life. Who cares that I now have to pretend to be his girlfriend. For him, it’s all an act. So it has to be the same for me.Even if I’m secretly falling for Jet Stockton.