The wedding was going to be a fake. The only catch was nobody could know. Not even my wedding planner. Now the wedding planner thinks Iâm the worldâs biggest bastard. She thinks Iâm in love with the woman Iâm supposed to marry. She thinks a lot of things, but she doesnât know the truth. Sheâs got no idea sheâs going to fall for me by the time this thing is over. Sheâs got no idea our little hookup wasnât meaninglessânot to me at least. And worst of all? She thinks sheâs safe around me. She thinks Iâm off the market, that there canât be a repeat because thereâs someone else. But thereâs nobody elseâjust her. And ever since the first taste, I knew she was all thereâd ever be.