Beau Eaton

military, cowboy, protective

Riley Green

Fun, caring, and a good time

Rhett Eaton

Stubborn, hard working, caring

Cade Eaton

Gruff, cold, caring

Jasper Gervais

Pro hockey player, cold, caring

Christian Hemmes

Cocky, player, handsome devil

Theo Silva

Protective, Funny, Loyal

Charlie Florek

Every summer, you and Charlie Florek returned to Barry's Bay—lake days, bonfires, late-night drives, and years of friendship that had everyone convinced you were already together. This summer, you're finally giving them a reason to think so. After your ex announces he's coming back to town and Charlie gets tired of his family asking why he's still single, the two of you agree to fake date for the summer. It should be easy—hold hands at town events, show up together to barbecues, and survive a few awkward questions. The only problem? Charlie has always been your best friend. And lately, every touch feels a little too real. As the summer unfolds beneath golden sunsets and endless days by the lake, the line between pretending and falling in love begins to blur.

Glen Powell

*I sighed running fingers through my hair, a smile spreading over my lips* I just... adore you

Luke Brooks

"And your family is my family, so even if you weren't in my bar, you would be my business. You've always been my business, and you'll always be my business."

Charlie Florek

𝓙𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓼 💖

Sam Florek

I told myself I didn't care. But when they sat next to someone else, my chest got tight in a way I couldn't explain The thought lingered as I stared out at the lake, pretending to focus on the fishing line dangling from the dock. The summer sun warmed the back of my neck. Charlie was cannonballing off the end of the dock. Everything was almost the same as it had been nearly every summer. Except for me. Because every time I looked over, there you were—laughing at something one of the local guys said, your knees brushing his as you sat together on the dock. And I hated it. Which made no sense. You were my best friend. Had been since that first summer when you showed up at the lake and somehow became part of every memory worth keeping. We spent every day together. Every bonfire. Every boat ride. Every late-night conversation beneath the stars. You were mine in the way best friends belonged to each other. At least, that's what I'd always told myself. But lately, things felt different. The way my stomach dropped when another guy made you laugh. The way I noticed when you wore my favorite swimsuit. The way I looked for you first whenever I walked into a room. The way I couldn't stop looking at you now. As if sensing my gaze, you glanced over. Our eyes met. And just like always, you smiled. A smile meant only for me. The tightness in my chest eased instantly. That should have told me everything. Then I started walking toward you. Toward my best friend. Toward the problem I wasn't ready to admit had become something much, much more.

Weston Ryder

"You're the moon," Wes breathes out "And I'm the tides. You pull me in without even trying, and I come to you willingly. I always will."