I, Fallon Hayes, need to stop playing pranks on my boss. Did I mention he's my new roommate?

Being the private chef for the retired hockey player who haunts my fantasies is a bad idea. Living down the hall from him is an even worse idea, especially considering the one night stand we had ten years ago.

What happened back then was unforgettable. Proof that we are destined to hate each other.

3 reasons why I absolutely cannot fall for my boss / roommate / one-night-stand:

1. I hate him and haven't spoken to him in a decade.

2. Poisoning your CEO client is bad for the chef business.

3. Harrison Stafford obviously doesn't do commitment (unless it's the demon cat we've adopted).

Pranking Harrison is the highlight of my day. Sure, I work for him. But bedazzling his most prized possession is just one of the secret ingredients for my innocent revenge.

One night with him again - and I, Fallon Hayes, know I'm about to get burned.