I work in a fabulous PR company, have loads of thin, glamorous friends but most of all, I have a perfect, handsome boyfriend. He never wants to watch the football and he always thinks I am the most beautiful girl in the world.
The only problem is that he doesn't exist.
I made him up, just like I made up my perfect life and my perfect job. It's what I do. I'm a single, lonely, low-paid, make-up girl and it's far too late to tell my family the depressing truth. Except that my sister's just got engaged, which means I've finally run out of reasons why my family can't meet my man...
Hi. My name's Faith and I have less than two months to turn my perfect fictional boyfriend into reality.
Wish me luck?
"Hello, Ms. Vivian . . . it's been a long time."
And with those words, Vivian Leigh Rochet nearly melted. It's been years since she last saw Harrison Whitley-Shuler. She was a teenager scrubbing houses for a living. He was the gorgeous son of rich parents, not fit for the likes of her.
Vivian had vowed to get out of Charleston, become a big Hollywood star, and stick it to the snooty girls who made her cry.
She got what she wanted—and more—but why does her glamorous life seem so trivial?
Harrison got out too . . . making it all the way to Wall Street, until a heart attack forced him to trade in his cufflinks for a good set of hand tools.
Making furniture soothes his soul, but escaping the Whitley-Shuler heritage is nearly impossible. And now he's come face-to-face with the one who got away. He's not looking for love. He's not even looking for sex . . . so why is resisting her the hardest thing he's ever done?