Every day I saw ‘the man I wished was mine.’ Except he hired me so I cooked and cleaned for him, and he was never, ever going to notice me beyond that. He’s already saved me and my nephew that was now mine to raise. I should be grateful, but then on the night I thought I I’d ask him for his help again, I got the call that he has amnesia.

So to save myself and my infant, I had to tell a lie that I was his girlfriend. I wasn’t intending to take advantage, but then the hospital sent him home… to me, and it turns out I’m a liar in lust.

♥ I need to somehow explain myself.

Fast.

✓He’s going to hate me.

He’s a trillionaire and I’m the help.

★Yet his kisses make me wish my lies were all real.

What happens when he remembers who he is?

There is no fixing me now. I never expected a Christmas wish that might come true, except, you’d never have expected what happened because I absolutely hadn’t.

Saman

Miami, with its sweltering sun and palm trees lining the streets, was for beach vacationers or the party crowd, but for me, it had always been home. That was why I’d started my tech company here, away from Silicon Valley. The ocean calmed me down here in a way nothing else ever did.

I headed out of my office on the top floor of my high-rise and raced down to see the waves close-up. I had a heavy feeling, as if I was waiting for something to happen. As I made it to the lobby, I reminded myself that I always kept a pair of swim trunks in the car. I wasn’t far from the beach, and in ten minutes, I’d be free.

Near the door, an older woman with gray hair, wearing a bright-red housedress and slippers, grabbed my arm. “Sam, there you are. Let’s get going.”

I turned, not wanting to ignore a clearly confused woman. “Where am I going?”

She pressed her lips together as she marched me to the café in the other corner of the lobby. “I was told to find Sam and send him home to his family.”

I was at a loss as to how she knew me. I had no memory of her. She wasn’t dressed like my parents, who wore couture. I patted her hand where it gripped my arm. “I don’t have any family that you’d know about.”

She waved me off and pointed to a blonde woman holding a baby. “Stop being silly. There you are.”

The blonde turned, and my heart stopped. She was pretty in a perfect-to-come-home-to-every-night way. Her lips probably tasted sweeter than candy. The fact that she held a baby meant some other man had already claimed her, but I still fixed my shirt collar to make myself presentable.

“The older woman said you’re looking for me,” I said.

She blinked and then said, puzzled, “I was told Sam was going to be here.”

I pressed my hand to my chest. “Well, I’m Sam, and I own the building.”

“You do?” She waved for me to join her at the back table of the lobby.

“Yeah.” I sat down.

She rocked the infant and said, “Well, beep me.”

My lips curved higher. “I’m at a loss as to what’s going on.”

Her face pinkened, and she looked me up and down. “Sorry, it’s been one of those confusing days when the world is collapsing in on itself. But I’m sure you’re not running the housekeeping department.”

I rubbed the back of my head. Nothing about the pretty woman made sense. “So you’re here for a job? Who was that lady?”

She shrugged. “She’s my neighbor. She’s here to help watch this one when I go up for my interview.”

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