The first time I meet Liam again after fifteen years, I ruin his suit with marinara sauce at a fancy party. I'm the caterer, he's the guest. It's only mildly humiliating. But the second time I see him? That's when he pops the question all girls long to hear. Will you be my fake fiancée?

Apparently, he needs to shed his playboy image, and fast.

Liam's nothing like the boy I remember. Tall, broad and poured into tailored suits, he now has more money than he can count. In exchange for my help, he vows to make my cheating ex jealous, showing up to my job with roses in hand and crooked smiles.

It's a game, just like the ones we played as kids. Well, maybe not just like those-they never involved heated kisses.

But as make-believe bleeds into reality, I can't stop wondering... are we too different now to make something last?