Better With You
Riggs Stanton is a thief.
He’s also a liar, a jerk, and a playboy jock.
Sure, he might have had me fooled for a moment.
I might have thought we had a connect.
I might have even considered breaking my “no dating” rule for him.
But it was a farce.
And I don’t make mistakes twice.
Now he says he needs me.
One week of my help and I never have to deal with him again.
For ten grand, I can suffer anything for seven days.
Even Riggs Stanton.
The more time I spend with him, the more I get to know him, the more I question myself.
What if what we shared before was real, and it’s everything else that’s fake?