The Do-Over

Sorry, the old Perci can’t come to the phone right now.

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. Cue my anti-New-Year’s resolutions that even I can’t fail at:

1. Stop dating. (Men are the worst.)
2. Stop trying to lose weight. (I’m never giving up chocolate!)
3. Stop working so hard. (Selling mortgages is not my dream career.)
4. Stop trying to live up to unrealistic expectations. (Start living my best life!)

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, but in a moment of panic, I accidentally blurted out my not-so-imaginary neighbor’s name instead!

Nate, the bad boy next door with gorgeous hazel eyes, a razor-sharp jawline, and mysterious scar, might be hot, but he’s definitely not my boyfriend. Now all I need to do is stick to my resolutions while also keeping my interfering family away from my non-existent lover who has no idea that we’re fake dating. What could possibly go wrong?