Rule No. 3: Don't sleep with your best friend.
When my best friend asked me to be his fake girlfriend in order to pursue custody of his daughter, I didn't hesitate to help out.

Living together, sharing his bed, and waking up in his arms, quickly rekindle the long-forgotten childhood crush I once had on him. Only, Harrison isn't a child anymore, and neither am I. I can't ignore his charm, the way I feel in his arms, or how amazing he is with his daughter. The attraction is undeniable and so are the feelings that are growing faster than I can acknowledge them.

We pretend to be the perfect family to keep up appearances. Town festivals, family gatherings, and mundane every day tasks take on a whole new meaning. I remind myself daily that our relationship isn't real, until he proposes with his grandmother's ring.

Harrison is determined to prove to me that the fairy-tales are real, but I know from experience happy ever afters don't exist.

How long before this happy ever after falls apart and I'm left searching for my glass slipper?