Problem: My ex is marrying my ex-bestie.
Plan A: Burn the church down?
Plan B: Fake marry my friend.


I haven't seen Archer since fifth grade. When he shows up in our small hometown and offers to marry me, I don't ask many questions. I get to salvage my shredded pride and do him a favor.


I only need one thing from him-sell the deal when my ex comes back to town to marry my ex-bestie. Now I'm fake-married to a totally hot guy who needs a wife for *reasons*.


I'm way too cynical to fall for anyone, but Archer's hard to resist. He keeps telling me we're just faking it, but trust me when I tell you, there are some things we are not faking.


This was never supposed to be real. Until he whispers, fall for me.