I've spent the better part of eight years resisting my best friend's little sister. What's one more week? The hardest week ever when it includes a proposition to be her dating coach.

Eight years ago I fell into a secret summer fling with the bright, big-hearted Juliet before our lives went in different directions.

Now, I'm the grumpy to her sunshine on a popular dating podcast we host, and when a wealthy fan gives us a charming coastal cottage as the biggest thank you ever, we head to the town where I grew up to give it a makeover.

And find the house has only one bed.

Located under a mirrored ceiling.

To make matters even harder, the woman I've been pining for tells me she wants to try to find the one and would I please be her dating coach for the week?

Like hell I'll let her date other men. I'll coach her on three dates with me.

But the second I take her out, I don't feel like her teacher. I feel like she's mine, especially when the first night ends with us tangled up together in that bed.

Each night we grow closer, but this dating experiment forces me to face my greatest fear – whether a man like me is worthy of her love.

Even though I'm already head over heels for her.