Who wants a billionaire bachelor? Every single woman—and a few not-so-single ones.
That’s why I avoid flings, relationships, or hookups.Until I’m propositioned to pretend to sleep with a woman.Pretend? As if.Because one look at the fiery redhead and there’s no faking it. I’m all in … her.Except she sneaks off after and I’m left with only her first name and panties.Turns out, finding her is the easy part. Making her mine?Impossible, once I discover she’s my student.
