The Sniper

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.
I'll take a bite out of him any time.
By the end of the night, my lifelong crush looks like he wants to devour me.
But is it real or part of the charade?
I have no pucking idea.