Noah Caruso: I've always been a five-year plan kind of guy. I got through college with minimal distractions, maximum touchdowns, and zero relationships. Then I met Charlotte Benson, the woman who made me believe in wishes, and a strict set of rules was added to my routine.
Rule One: Don't Touch Charlotte. This one was difficult from the start but made impossible once she accidentally told her ex we were dating. (Spoiler alert: we weren't.)
Rule Two: Don't Think About Charlotte. That was easy. Until she got to know the real me. Learning things I hadn't even shared with my closest friends. Secrets that if brought to the surface, could be dangerous, even deadly.
Rule Three: Don't Text Charlotte. Turns out I'm pretty bad at rules. Who knew?
Rule Four: Definitely Don't, Under Any Circumstance, Kiss Charlotte. When that rule was ignored, I thought it would destroy me, but instead, I began to wonder if this fake dating fling could turn into something real. Then, two words changed everything: "I'm pregnant."
Contains mature themes.
