I hated to trick her…
But I knew she would never go for the real me.
She was beautiful, smart and funny—everything I
And I was… well. Me.
Tattooed, foul mouthed, bad boy.
I told one little white lie hoping to meet someone
different. And I did.
She wasn’t who I was expecting, and I guess she
could say the same, because Danni made it very clear she wasn’t interested in
me or my reasons for lying.
The fact that she was my best friend’s little
sister only complicated an already impossible situation.
I didn’t intend on tricking her. I just wanted her
to give me a chance, to discover who I am underneath the ink.
She can fight me all she likes because we both know
that I’m exactly her type. She just doesn’t know it yet.
What happens when you wake up married to the woman
you tricked into a date?
You kiss the bride and prove her wrong.