The night I caught my boyfriend on his knees for my best friend, I did two things.I walked out.And I walked straight into the arms of a stranger.One night. No names. No consequences.Except his name was Professor Max Hamilton and on Monday morning he was standing at my podium, holding my failing grade and the only thing standing between me and losing everything.Now he wants a deal. Fake girlfriend. Three months. Smile for the cameras and pretend I don't know exactly how his hands feel in the dark.I should say no but my body has a mind of its own.