I’ve been in love with Sebastian Kemp since the second grade.
Yes, the Sebastian Kemp.
World famous hockey player. International playboy. Gorgeous heartthrob.
I know, right? Get in line.
I’ve been best friends with his younger sister since grade two, but I was convinced that he forgot I was alive.
That’s why I was so surprised when I turned on the news and saw my name and face all over it, saying that we were engaged.
He shows up out of nowhere.
Eight years since I last saw him and somehow looking even hotter.
He says that he needs me to pretend to be his fiancée.
Just for one night.
What a tease.
It’s like finally getting your favorite dessert, but you only get a small bite.
Still, any taste of Sebastian is better than nothing.
