One mistaken identity plus one searing night of passion equals two pink lines... RhettAs the billionaire CEO of a major hotel chain, I spend my days in one meeting after another. And avoiding another dreaded blind date set up by my mother. When I'm off, I just want to relax. Until a hot mess with a head full of curls mistakes my town car for her ride-share. CalliopeSome might call me a trainwreck, and maybe I am. All I know is that I like to color outside the lines. When my distractedness lands me in the car of the sexiest man I've ever seen, I've never been more thankful that I'm a spontaneous kind of girl.It was only supposed to be that one night. But sometimes consequences can last a lifetime. And, if you're really lucky, they can be exactly what you never knew you always wanted

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