Opposites attract? In theory, maybe. In reality, doubtful. When my brother’s best friend asks me to fake marry him to secure a business deal he desperately needs, I laugh in his face. Me help Carter Harrington? That’s split-your-pants, rip-roaring hilarious. I don’t even like him. Believability factor of us as a couple? Zero. But when we’re forced to share a bed to keep up the charade, this fake marriage begins to feel real. Dangerously real. What’s a girl to do when the man she can’t stand starts to feel like her husband?