TOP TIP: Don’t put out an online ad offering your services as a fake date. Someone will take you up on it—and it won’t just be for one night. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how I ended up being Mason Jackson’s fake girlfriend. He didn’t even want me to be. No—his sister was solely responsible for me being his date for his ten-year high-school reunion. And now, she’s responsible for telling his parents our relationship is real. We have no choice. We have to act like this isn’t all a mistake, like it’s not all fake, like we’re totally, completely, utterly, head-over-heels in love with each other. Simple, right? Wrong.