Honey Sunshine

“How did the two of you meet?”

The age-old question that turns couples into giggling messes, blushing like they’ve just been shot in the heart with Cupid’s arrow as they recount their cute meeting.
My meet-cute with Harvey Cooper?
Well, it wasn’t exactly run-of-the-mill, and truthfully . . .
It was a damn mess.
I was supposed to be meeting a potential investor for my small advertising firm. However, life decided today would be a great day to test my willpower when—out of all the restaurants in the city—my ex-boyfriend slash ex-business partner who’d stolen all our top clients, also chose to dine in the same one where I was meeting my potential investor.

So there I am in the restaurant’s bathroom, threatening to murder my best friend if he doesn’t come to my rescue. And then, just when I’m about to punch my ex—because it feels like the better option—the love of my life waltzes in to save the day.
Did I say the love of my life?
What I mean is the investor I’m supposed to meet, who’d heard my desperate SOS in the bathroom. Just when I’m thinking of giving myself a potential concussion to forget this whole thing, he lays out a plan that might benefit both of us:
Why don’t I be the Juliet to his Romeo at his upcoming family dinner?
Well . . .

Romeo to his Romeo, except we don’t try to kill ourselves no matter how embarrassing this is.
It sounds foolproof, and frankly, it seems perfect, so we make a pact.
What I don’t expect?
Accidentally falling for my fake boyfriend like any other cliché novel.