Gia I’ve been living a lie. I have a popular blog, YouTube channel, social media presence, all built around the ‘premise’ that I’m a wizard at entertaining, decorating, and creating a happy home. The problem? I live alone in a shoebox apartment. So, when the TV network comes calling, anxious to give me my own show, I have to think fast or risk being exposed as a fraud. But I have a plan. I just need my best friend to wear the wedding band and pretend to love me in front of the cameras. Easy, peasy, right? The only wrench in my plan… things are getting too real. Joel Gia’s been my rock since my dad passed, so when she asks for a favour, I can’t say no. She wants to move into my house, and my bed, all to appease her audience. I’d question my sanity, going along with her plan, if I wasn’t already crazy about the girl. Letting her move in isn’t the problem. Convincing her to stay? That may take some work, but now that I’ve got her right where I want her, in my bed and wearing my ring, there’s no way can I let her go without a fight.