Molly Connors can talk her way out of almost every situation. That is, unless she's around her boss, Kyle Ashton, a gorgeous computer tycoon with smoldering eyes and a long, lean body that doesn't quit. Every move he makes promises sophisticated sex. What woman wouldn't go tongue-tied? But she can't risk getting too close to Kyle. No one can know that her fabulous clothes aren't hers, or that she's holding on by her manicured fingertips. But once she gets that big promotion, she'll make good on every one of her white lies, Uh-oh. Did Kyle really just say those three little words? You are... fired? He did. If she doesn't have a job any more--or an apartment--she'll do whatever it takes to survive, even if it means camping out in one of Kyle's rarely used homes. He'll never know, Right? Now that the sexy con artist has been pink-slipped out of his company and his life, Kyle can relax, Not, Molly doesn't play by the rules. And the very important clients he just brought to his weekend house think that she's his fiancee! If that's her game, he fully intends to win. Even if he has to kiss her senseless...and love her all night long...
