Notch on His Bedpost by Brill Harper

He said/she said in the age of the internet…

My job as a dating guru for men has earned me the nickname of Mr. Virile and I have no plans on giving up my reign as bachelor. I have a reputation to uphold, especially with the release of my book coming up. Men count on me and my YouTube channel and website to help them find the alpha male inside.

But a publicity stunt goes wrong and now I have to pretend to date, Holly, “the girl next door” blogger who hates my website and doles out the opposite advice to her many feminist subscribers. She says I’m exactly the kind of guy she cautions her readers and podcast listeners away from and she’s right.

She says I’ll never get her into my bed. I say she won’t regret it when I’m there. As long as we both remember this is all for fun, nobody will get hurt.

I don’t have a heart, so I’m in no danger of losing it to her, right?