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Goal: Find a boyfriend, get married, buy a house in the suburbs with a white picket fence, and pop out 2.5 kids. Deadline: Sixty days. Thats possible, right?Im not going to attempt a shotgun wedding or try to get knocked up by some guy I met on the internet, but there is no doubt that, this year, home for the holidays takes on a whole new, terrifying meaning. I have to travel from New York Citymy home and safe haven for the last fifteen yearsto my tiny hometown in Vermont for Christmas, my baby sisters wedding, and my high school reunion.Throw in Callie Camdenaka my high school classs version of Regina Georgeand its a recipe for certified disaster. Especially since my mouth ran away from me when she asked me if Id be bringing someone to our reunion, and I told her to put me down for two. Gah. Now I cant go alone.But the online dating world is a cesspool of bad manners, speedy hookups, and outright weirdos. Handsome, single, successfulthats what Im looking for. And it just so happens that my best friend Luke London fits all of the criteria. The only problem is best friends dont kiss But maybe it doesnt count if its pretend?Contains mature themes.
