Faking it with a Grumpy Rich Daddy

One lie got me through the door. Now I’m in his bed, wearing his shirt, pretending to be his fiancée—and I’m not sure I want to leave.
I’m broke, accused of theft, and desperate enough to pretend I’m the elite nanny he hired.
He opens the door. I’m soaked, breathless, clutching a ripped bag of potatoes. Not how I pictured meeting Logan Price—tech billionaire, now my fake boss.
The plan? Stay a few weeks. Keep my head down. Don’t fall for the man.
But Logan is impossible to ignore.
Grumpy.
Intense.
Too hot for my sanity.
His daughter clings to me.
His eyes linger.