Can a fake fiancé save the day?
My old-fashioned parents think that at twenty-six years old, I'm an old maid. They've decided to ignore all my assertions of being happy and have arranged for me to marry a family friend old enough to be my grandfather. No thanks, Mom and Dad. Unfortunately for me, my sickly grandmother has decided to cut off the entire family unless she knows I'm set to get married soon so that I can pop out babies, like some sort of vending machine.
I feel for my parents; I do. But I'm not about to marry Rumpelstiltskin's uglier brother so they can continue traveling the world in first class. I didn't know they'd show up in town trying to pressure me into "wedded bliss." I also didn't realize that Sebastian Bradley, the best friend of my best friend's boyfriend, would come to my rescue. Which I didn't want, as I couldn't stand the man.
However, Sebastian has convinced me to pretend to be engaged to him. If we can convince my parents and grandmother that we are in love and engaged, they will let me live my life. At first, I thought it was a great idea. But now, my grandmother is pushing for a wedding date, dress shopping, and baby names, which wasn't part of the plan. The worst part is that Sebastian seems to be egging on all the crazy ideas, and I'm not sure why. He's the most confirmed bachelor I've ever met in my life, and I have no desire to change his mind.
