Asher Anderson is a dick.
We aren't friends, so when he seeks me out in the cafeteria on the worst day of my life, I'm suspicious. When he tells Liam Heiter that we'er dating, which couldn't be further from the truth, I want to kill him.
Until I see Liam's reaction.
Liam—my best friend, the guy who crushed every hope of us officially being together—is jealous. He has never looked at me this way and I love it.
So, I play along.
Maybe watching me with someone else will make Liam suffer like I have the past four years. And maybe, just maybe, he'll come to his senses and realize we belong together.
It's not like I have any kind of feelings for Asher. At best, I tolerate him.
What's the worst that can happen?