Mr. Twang: A Fake Relationship Romance

He looks like a Greek god in a Stetson hat chiseled from a fantasy.

I get to be his girlfriend, but it's only for pretend.

What if I want more?



He made me swoon the first time I saw him.

Until he opened his mouth.

Then I wanted to stab him with a fork before our first "date" was over.

He's in my dreams, in my thoughts, and I can't get him out of my head.

Did I mention that I want to stab him with a fork?



Welcome to Nashville, where neon dreams come true, and nothing is as simple as it seems.