Fake date my best friend. Ha. I’ve never laughed so hard in my life.
Solid plan right there, especially considering he isn’t really my friend anymore thanks to his role in ruining my reputation.
There was a time in my life where the old me would have swooned at the thought and agreed without question, but the new me needs … what? I have no idea. I’m still looking.
All I know is that once upon a time I needed someone to give me a chance. I needed someone to help me and he was the only one there. So, now it’s my turn to return the favor.
Help him, forget about him, and move on. It’s the first plan I’ve had in months when it comes to bettering my life.
But that’s the thing, right? Nothing ever goes to plan. Add in a few steamy moments, some touching, and the way his hand feels in mine and I can guarantee that nothing about this scheme of ours is going to end happily.
After all, this is my life and happily ever after has never been part of my future.