I only told one little lie... To stop my mother from setting me up on another blind date, I claimed I already had a boyfriend.
Then I made the biggest mistake of my life.
I said his name.
Kiran.
My brother's best friend. The man I've secretly loved for four years.
Now Kiran has agreed to fake-date me for one month, complete with hand-holding, family dinners, and convincing everyone we're hopelessly in love.
There are only three rules.
Don't get caught.
Don't fall in love.
And never let my overprotective brother discover the truth.
But every stolen touch feels too real. Every jealous glance burns a little hotter. And somewhere between pretending to be lovers and protecting each other, we forget where the act ends.
Because the most dangerous thing about a fake relationship...
...is when only one of us realizes it stopped being fake a long time ago.