For way too long, I've been silently and hopelessly in love with a guy who doesn't see me as anything but his best friend. I stood by and watched as he found a woman to love--and as she dumped him the day of their wedding. I haven't given him even a hint about my true feelings.
Until the day he asked me to be his pretend girlfriend. Now that he needs me, I finally have the chance I've been longing for--to show him how perfect we can be together.
Until the day I panicked and asked my friend to be my fake girlfriend. She saved my ass, and now I find myself looking for reasons to keep her close . . . because it turns out I don't want to let her go.