F#3 See a Star Rise

Cheating boyfriends are the worst.

I know I’m lucky to have a second chance at stardom. Disappearing when I was supposed to be on stage, then lighting my ex’s car on fire wasn’t my finest moment.

Hey. It was an accident.

Things were looking up when my manager-turned-new-boyfriend, Preston, got me back in the door. Life was good… until I had a front-row seat to him making out with another woman.

Bye, Preston.

Men were dead to me. Even Logan, the smokin’ hot publicist hired to repair my public image, couldn’t tempt me. As long as I ignored his heart of gold, heart-stopping smile, and that he’s willing to go along with my ridiculous plan to make Preston jealous by playing my fake date. Zero emotional attachment. Should be easy, right?

Wrong. So, so wrong.

Resisting Logan lasts all of five seconds. Sure he feels the same way, I have to work up the courage to tell him how I feel. The problem? Perfect guys attract perfect women, and that’s definitely not me. The show must go on, even with a shattered heart.