I'm a 31-year-old guy in his prime with a dating emergency. I stupidly told my best client that I would bring a date to his function, but then I got too busy with work to actually get off my butt and find one.
Hey, don't judge me. Finding a girlfriend wasn't on my agenda.
So what did I do? I called my favorite dating service. The owner of The Perfect Date, Dr. Mariah Bates, offered me the perfect deal—one that just might save my ego and my man card. I get a fake girlfriend for my business trip and all I have to do in exchange is take my fake girlfriend to her sister’s wedding.
Enter Dr. Della Livingston. Mariah’s career-minded Assistant with surprisingly great legs has me soon thinking I hit the fake girlfriend jackpot.
Maybe I’m nuts from months of working too hard, but I’m beginning to wish this whole fake date thing wasn’t so fake. Now I want to jump off the love cliff and save the girl, except I need to figure out how to fly first.
Anybody got a Superman cape I can borrow?