Slate Donahue doesn't want to be tied down to one girl. Except now he's found himself dating one. Even if the relationship is fake, the kisses definitely feel real. For the last two years at Waterford University I've been living the dream. Playing football - the game I love - and spending all my free time with beautiful women - my favorite pastime. Going into my junior year, I had no plans of doing anything different. Enter Isla Evans. After running into her - literally - my predictable life takes a major detour. Not only have we become friends when I have a strict no-girls-as-friends rule, but now I'm consoling her after her boyfriend dumps her, offering to be her plus-one to a wedding so she doesn't have to face her ex alone, and blurting out that I'm her boyfriend when I'm not. Yeah, to say I've made a mess of things is an understatement. I've gone from forever bachelor to committed boyfriend. And although the relationship is fake, it feels like the most real thing I've done in years. For so long, I've pushed people away, never wanting anyone to know that I'm stuck in a hurtful past, forcing a smile on my face and distracting myself from the pain. But Isla has broken through my barriers, becoming someone I trust, someone with whom I find myself wanting to share things that I don't talk about with anyone - a real friend. But no matter how good the kisses are, there is no way this fake relationship can end in any other way than only friendship. I'm not a commitment guy, and she deserves to be with someone better than a womanizer like me. But what do I do when I don't want to break up with my fake girlfriend?