Maybe, Probably

When I found out my ex is currently dating the girl he cheated on me with, I did the only thing I could: started dating her brother.

It was only suppose to be a one-sided, sneaky social media follow, but when Winston, my beloved dog, needed to see a vet, that's when I free fell into his life. Literally, tripped and fell, grazing more than just his thigh.

The next time we cross paths, the only thing I stumble on is a brilliant idea- his plan for us to fake date.

It was supposed to start and end on Thanksgiving. It was supposed to be easy.

Now here I am, wearing his sweater at his family's ski lodge, sharing a bed and falling again- this time head over heels, while realizing nothing between us is fake at all.

He's been hurt in the past, but will he allow his scars to come between us?