Our senior year, my twin brother was diagnosed with a rare bone disease.
Two years later, we lost him.
He left our little brother his skateboard collection. Mom got his cherished camera.
And me?
He left me his cocky, button-pushing, skirt-chasing best friend, THEO NASH
He not only left me, Theo.
He left instructions!
Take my brother’s place as Theo’s best friend for the next five years!
My time is almost up.
And I haven’t fallen victim to his sexy little smiles or his not to be ignored eyes.
NOW
I just need to get through the weekend with him as my fake boyfriend…