Being in love with someone who doesn't love you back sucks. Being in love with your brother's best friend sucks even more, because you know it can never happen. How tragic is that? I've been in love with Lincoln Andrews since we were kids and he stuck up for me against my brother and played tea parties with me in the treehouse. I've also avoided him for the past year because he broke my heart...more than once. Now we've been thrown together at a tropical resort to celebrate my parents' second wedding, and things are intense and getting worse, no thanks to an insane plan my friends cooked up to get me my dream man. No one else even comes close to what Linc means to me. He's always there for me, but is it because he cares for me too-or only because I'm his best friend's little sister? It's time I find out once and for all...but what if our crazy plan blows up in my face and ruins everything?