He’s the latest player in Major League Baseball, the most notorious playboy in every of Manhattan .

And my fake fiance for the next three months . . .

I had been drunk-dialing my ex the night I actually met him.

Six-three, sexy as sin, and so incredibly rude I could smack the asshole smirk right off his face. Long tale brief, we got off to an undesirable start. However when the tabloids interpret our sparring as Drew Maddox ‘groveling’ having a ‘mystery brunette,’ his agent presents us both a proposal:

Shacking about Hothead up as a few this summer.

It’s an alleged ‘win-win.’ I need to persuade my ex that I’m great. Drew must persuade his team that he’s steady. Thanks to his on-field brawling and never-ending lady dilemma, Drew Maddox has suddenly found himself over the trade block-which means he requires a fast, easy way to show the team that he’s settled down.

Therefore this fiance point.

Our battles are true, our kisses are artificial, and because of the nonstop high temperature between us, I’m beginning to combine up all my symptoms. But be it real or false, there’s a very important factor I do know:

I’m currently addicted.

Contains mature themes.