<p><strong style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">A spicy, only-one-bed Formula 1 romance from <em>New York Times bestselling </em>author, K. Bromberg.</strong></p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">&nbsp;</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">Surely this can't be the only solution to overhaul my tarnished rep - faking a romance with the good girl intern?</span></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">But that's what my agent says. Just a few months of taming my ways-of shedding Formula 1's party boy image-will land me a lifetime branding deal. One I desperately need.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">&nbsp;</span></p><p><em style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">The key condition</em><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">?</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">&nbsp;</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">Pretend I'm madly in love with my new girlfriend. The quiet wallflower who I figured wouldn't put me in my place. Yeah. This girl is </span><em style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">anything</em><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)"> but that.&nbsp;</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">&nbsp;</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">Maddix Hart is defiant and intelligent. Loyal and </span><em style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">real</em><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">. Determined and sexy. And damn it to hell, before I know it, she's in my head, in</span><em style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)"> our </em><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">bed . . . and if I'm not careful, she'll see there's more to me than the man I show the public. </span><em>She'll discover the man I hide from the world.</em> The one who struggles to live<span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)"> up to the unrealistic expectations that should never have been mine.&nbsp;</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">&nbsp;</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">All I have to do is make sure no one sees the truth behind our farce.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">&nbsp;</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">But instead, I let my heart get involved. </span><em style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">I begin to believe the lie</em><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">. And now with everything on the line-the deal, a championship, </span><em style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">us</em><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">-am I willing to risk it all to make her see what the rest of the world believes? </span><em style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">That we belong together</em><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">&nbsp;</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(34, 34, 34, 1)">&nbsp;</span></p><p></p>