Motherclucker: A Single Parent/Fake Relationship Romance

When a sinfully gorgeous, totally infuriating, motherbeeper of a man comes barreling into my life, I don’t seduce him. Of course not. That’s what a normal girl would do. Me? I cause him grave injuries. I’m not just a hot mess. I’m a full-on inferno of bad decision-making. I tell my clients to trust their guts, but I’m pretty sure mine is defective. I know I cannot trust myself when it comes to love. That must be why I’m falling for him. He’s a grump. I’m an eternal optimist. He’s a total workaholic. I just try to keep it together until the weekend He’s freaking rich. My best dress is the one I found on the Target clearance rack six years ago. He considers every move he makes. I trash talk a colleague and then hit reply-all. He’s sexy as hell. I take a pole-dancing lesson and end up in the hospital. He hates kids. I’m a single mom. Obviously, we won’t work out. Luke Crowthers is a bad decision. He’s “staying up all night with bourbon and a pint of ice cream,” personified. So I tell myself to stop dreaming about him… Then he asks me to pretend we’re a couple. My gut says I shouldn’t…. So I’m gonna do it.