Problems - La série

If I had to choose a person to hate, Alex Ramírez would’ve been first on the list… Welcome to Honey Creek, Illinois, where life was as sweet as the town’s name suggested. That was, until Mr. Fine Dining himself, Alex Ramírez, rolled into town with a permanent scowl. Even worse, he decided to park his snooty five-star restaurant across from my cozy dog daycare. He was tall, dark, and about as warm as a frozen entrée. After one too many unpleasant interactions, I was determined to stay out of his way and to keep him out of mine. But fate had a quirky sense of humor. When Alex inherited his great-aunt’s cranky canine, he had no choice but to come to me, the local dog whisperer, for help. As for me? I needed a fake boyfriend to ward off my ex-husband, who was determined to win me back. So, we struck a deal: I’d turn his dog into the town's best-behaved pet, and in return, he’d be my arm candy for a few family events and social gatherings. Simple, uncomplicated, and absolutely not romantic—at least, that was what we told ourselves. As we played house, I couldn't help but notice that underneath Alex’s prickly shell was a dash of charm that wasn't listed in the ingredients. Our pretend dates started to feel a little too real. And our feigned kisses? They were getting laughably close to crossing the line. Suddenly, our interactions felt less like a food fight and more like foreplay. With every playful touch and lingering glance, I couldn't help but wonder: Was this fake relationship with Alex secretly penning its own authentic ending? Or was I risking it all for someone who was nothing more than make-believe?

En tant qu'entraîneure, j'ai toujours vécu selon un mantra simple : lancer fort, balancer vers les clôtures et ne jamais regarder en arrière, surtout lorsqu'il s'agit de flammes passées. Alors, quand mon ex-petit-ami parvient d’une manière ou d’une autre à décrocher le poste de nouvel entraîneur adjoint, ma vie est bouleversée. Le jeu que je pensais maîtriser se joue désormais avec un tout nouvel ensemble de règles. Mon ex est Nathan Pierce, l'étoile du baseball. Il est grand, brun et indéniablement beau. Il est également très impatient de passer des heures supplémentaires à travailler ensemble tout en affichant son sourire narquois diabolique familier qui fait encore battre mon cœur. Entre taquineries ludiques et regards persistants, je découvre que Nathan n'est pas seulement là pour travailler. Il est là pour réécrire l'histoire. Notre histoire. Et quand le destin me lance une autre courbe impliquant que j'ai besoin d'un endroit où rester, Nathan propose sa chambre d'amis, ce qui me fait sombrer dans des émotions que je croyais avoir disparues depuis longtemps. Maintenant, je suis confronté à la décision ultime : rester professionnel et continuer à fuir notre passé, ou l'affronter de front en jouant au jeu qu'il pense que nous étions censés terminer ensemble.