When the woman of my dreams finally becomes available, all bets are off. I lost a bet to my older brother. My evil, life-ruining older brother. (Okay, maybe that’s a little over-dramatic). Now I can’t go on a date for FOUR months. I can’t even touch a woman. No hand holding. Forget kissing. I’m walking the straight and narrow (AKA dateless and lonely) just fine. Until my best friend (the woman I’ve been pining over since college) gets her heart broken. How can I say no to those big, gorgeous blue eyes when she asks me to fly to Vermont to attend her sister’s wedding with her? As her fake boyfriend. Yeah, all bets are off. (Don’t tell my brother). It’ll be easy… pretend to be my best friend’s boyfriend without holding her, kissing her, or falling even more in love than I already am. But when we end up having to share a room at her family’s cabin, the line between real and fake becomes very blurry…and very tempting.