Prim and proper socialite? Check. - Handsome, wealthy groom? Check. - Storybook wedding shower? Check...? Except that I found my fiancé in a closet canoodling with the caterer. And now all of Manhattan's glitterati-my guests-are witness to my humiliation. - I've always strived to be the perfect, well-behaved daughter my parents raised. I never draw too much attention, I'm agreeable, and above all, I'm going to fulfill the Greene family tradition of getting married before the age of twenty-seven. - The problem: I don't want to spend my life on country club autopilot, playing the role of a cookie-cutter wife with the man my parents arranged for me to marry. - But it's fine! I'm fine. My wedding day will bring me a fifty-million dollar trust. The silver lining on my unhappily-ever-after. - That was my plan. - Until Matthew Hudson, a dreamy philanthropic entrepreneur and my long-time office crush, declares in front of everyone that he loves me and offers to marry me instead. - Our agreement is simple. Easy Peasy. - However, my parents have a major business deal riding on the marriage they arranged for me. And all of this pretending that Matthew and I are in love might not be so pretend after all...