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Perci hat es nicht leicht: Erst wird sie von ihrem Ex auf die denkbar demütigendste Weise abserviert (Zu Silvester! Live im Radio!), dann mischt sich ihre übergriffige Mutter in ihr Liebesleben ein. Um sie sich vom Leibe zu halten, erfindet Perci einen Fake-Boyfriend, dem sie dummerweise den Namen ihres Nachbarn gibt. Ihres sehr, sehr heißen Nachbarn. Der keine Ahnung hat, dass er Perci angeblich datet. Was könnte da schon schiefgehen?

It's not every day you see a new face in my small hometown of Two Harts, let alone one belonging to an annoyingly handsome all-star NFL player. But for some reason, Chris Sterns has decided that the library where I work is his go-to spot to hide from his mega-fans, and unfortunately, winding me up is his new favorite sport. Being crowned “world’s sexiest man” has done little to curb his confident charm and when he somehow ropes me into his two-person book club, I can’t help warming to his endless positivity.

There’s nothing like experiencing the most humiliating breakup in history for a serious wake-up call. After getting dumped over the radio, with millions of listeners tuning in, my life is in serious need of a do-over. Trying to please everyone else isn’t working, so it’s time to focus on me. But not everyone is on board with the new Perci—my overbearing mother is still dreaming about me walking down the aisle with my awful ex. To keep her far away from my love life, I made up an imaginary boyfriend.

I should have known my mom would go totally overboard packing for my brother’s big day. But much like my last break-up, I’d been optimistic (in denial) that it would all work out for me. Now, I can’t fit into the car. “Don’t worry,” my brother says, “I asked Theo to give you a ride.” I flush all over and almost drop my phone. This is a BIG problem. With his neatly trimmed stubble, fierce protectiveness, and an affinity for plaid shirts rivaled only by his love of hiking, I’ve always had a crush on Theo. As a teenager, I’d even declared my feelings in a tragically bad poem.