How to Fake Date Your Neighbor
A fake relationship. A wedding deadline. And one neighbor who’s way too tempting to keep pretending.
Justine needs a plus-one for her sister’s wedding—fast.
Xavier needs proof he’s finally “settled” so his mother will stop meddling.
The solution is obvious: fake date each other.
They’re neighbors. They’re friends. And they definitely won’t fall in love.
Xavier is strong, sexy, and emotionally intelligent, the perk of being a therapist. He knows fake dating is a terrible idea. He also knows the chemistry between them is very real. Resisting Justine is getting harder by the day.
Justine is done being a pushover. Pretending to date the man she’s secretly crushing on? Risky. Letting fake kisses turn into lingering touches and late-night confessions? Even riskier, especially when her home and her heart are both on the line.
With a wedding countdown, meddling family, hilarious side characters, and chemistry that refuses to stay fake, Justine and Xavier must decide if they’re brave enough to turn their pretend romance into the real thing.
Because falling for your fake boyfriend was never part of the plan.
A sexy, feel-good contemporary romance featuring:
- Fake dating
- Neighbors-to-lovers
- Wedding shenanigans
- A supportive, swoony hero
- Laugh-out-loud moments and steamy chemistry
- A guaranteed happily-ever-after
✨ Includes a bonus short story! ✨
NOTE: This book was previously released as LOVE IN 3D
- Series: Single Title
- Genre: Contemporary
- Format: eBook, Print
- Language: English
- Publisher: No Box Books
- ISBN: 9781642921595
- Length: Novel
- Release Date: January 29, 2026
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Justine nursed her coffee, letting the caffeine do its work as 2C settled in at the small kitchen table across from her. Not 2C—Xavier.
“I like Rosie’s style. Everything’s so neat and organized.”
She snorted and said, “You should see the bedroom.”
He paused with his cup to his mouth and raised a brow.
She flushed. “Not that that was an invitation. I’m not asking you to sleep with me.”
He stared.
“Well, not that we’d be sleeping. I’m talking about sex.” It was like her mouth hadn’t yet connected to her brain, which kept screaming at her to shut up.
He took a sip of his coffee and kept staring.
She rambled. “I’m not saying I don’t want to have sex with you. I mean, I don’t. But it’s not because you’re not handsome enough.”
He had yet to blink.
“Even with the facial hair. Not that facial hair is bad.” It could be quite nice, especially trailing between her thighs. “It’s fine. You’re fine,” she blurted, cheeks blazing.
His lips quirked.
“I just… What’s in the bag?”
His grin managed to take him from sexy-hot to blazingly handsome. “Not a morning person. Noted.”
She groaned and dropped her head to the table. “It’s not even nine o’clock yet.”