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smoke,” she exclaimed. The plot thickened. “So even though all these guys are going to be kissing my fanny for the next month, ultimately I’m going to be made a fool of when he walks away with the dough, and I’m left alone on national television?”
    “If one of the men falls in love with you, he’ll choose you, not the money,” Rob assured from the opposite end of the table. He sounded confident, but she knew better. Men fell in love with Jessie, not her. And that was when nothing was at stake except her heart. Add in the bonus of a hundred grand for walking away, and Jill Davidson didn’t stand a chance.
    “In a month’s time, some guy is supposed to fall so in love with me that he’d choose me over that amount of money?” she scoffed. “It’ll never happen.”
    Not that she wanted it to. She was here to save Jessie’s butt. If she happened to have a little fun along the way, well that would have been an added windfall. It was beginning to look more like her usual luck remained true to form. What man would choose a tomboyish woman over that much cash?
    “Ah, but you’re forgetting the guys don’t know you’re not really Jane.” Rob leaned back in his chair, regarding her thoughtfully. “They believe you’re a princess, and someday they’ll be crowned king if they marry you.”
    “So, if the guy does choose me over the money, I still won’t know if he’s choosing me or hoping for a bigger payout,” she mused out loud. This just got better and better. She should have known there was a catch. There was always a catch.
    “After he’s chosen you, you’ll tell him the truth. That you aren’t a princess, but in truth, work at a low-paying job,” Rob said.
    Her police salary wasn’t that bad--well, maybe it was to a big time Hollywood producer like Rob Lancaster. But at least there she knew where she stood and didn’t have to take any crap off any one--except the commissioner, and the mayor, and the… Okay, so she had to take some crap there, too, but at least it was acceptable crap. Most of the time.
    “Either way, I’ll be humiliated when he takes off. Humiliated in front of millions.” Just great. She rolled her eyes to the ceiling, staring at the exposed wooden beams that glistened with richness and age.
    “If you’ve found true love, he’ll stand by your side.” The words were spoken low, but even. She glared at him, but he refused to make eye contact.
    “Yeah, right.” She snorted with disbelief. Surely, he didn’t buy the garbage he’d just fed her? Regardless, she knew better. Dan had proved how much she knew about love. And about picking men.
    “Whether or not any of the bachelors truly fall in love with you depends a great deal upon you.” Still the irritating man didn’t meet her eyes. He seemed to look anywhere but at her. “Choose how you spend your time with the bachelors wisely. Think about the worst dates you’ve had and what made them that way.”
    “My worst dates?”
    Rob nodded. “We’ll recreate them and see how these guys react in similar situations.”
    “You want to recreate my worst dates?” Jill scowled. Was he out to torture her? She’d thought having to be constantly exposed to him when he represented prohibited goods was punishment enough. Apparently not. “I thought I was going to be romanced for the next month.”
    She wanted a little romance--even contrived romance had to be better than constantly being considered just a good friend.
    “People convince themselves every day they’re in love when things are bright and sunny. It’s when the rain comes that the truth is exposed. What they thought was love turns out to simply be lust.” Rob’s gaze bore into hers. “I want you to put these guys in situations to bring out their true nature. Make them work to show their charm.”
    She rolled her eyes. Oh, she knew quite a few ways to kill the look of romance in a guy’s eyes. She had a lifetime’s experience. “Jeez, just put me in a game