writing, Elle realizes her enemy/twisted muse might just be the key to finishing her screenplay . . . if she can stand being around her polar opposite. She writes anonymously, and he's on the cover of every business magazine. He frequents fancy red-carpeted events, and she doesn't like leaving her emotional support five block radius. One summer. One wall apart. He needs to fake a buzzy relationship during his company's precarious acquisition. She needs to write a movie around a list of NYC locations. Both need a break from their unrelenting schedules, and a chance to rediscover the skyscraper-glimmering, pizza-crusted, sunlit charms of the city. Summers always end, and so will this agreement. It's all pretend. Promise. Until it isn't. ?Pure, steamy fun, and the perfect summer read! I adored every word, and I hope Alex Aster never stops writing romance!!' Ali Hazelwood, author of The Love Hypothesis