It started with a list.

Tired of meeting nightmares, I decided to study the dos and don'ts of dating.

And who better to help me with my master list than the king of red flags himself?

Blake Grayson--neighbor, friend, mischief maker, and player extraordinaire.

He knows how to spot a playboy from a mile away. He is the prime example, after all.

So when he offers to help me avoid Mr. Wrong by sharing what to look for, I have no choice but to take him up on it.

We start a game.

He will become my wingman, and I'll become his.

He coaches me through my singledom, while I go on his journey of play.

We double-date, eat ice cream at midnight, and laugh.

Boy, do we laugh...

But while I watch every woman he meets fall madly in love with him, I stumble across a major problem: I know exactly why they fall.

Because I can feel it too.

His charm is intoxicating, and damn it, the man is addictive as drugs.

But it's not happening. I won't let it.

I'm not that gullible young girl anymore.

Blake will never settle down, and I know in my heart he's not the man for me.

I have one go at this second chance of happiness, and I am not going to mess it up.

This time, I play by my rules.

Even if he won't.