My brother is getting married, but before he gets hitched, he and his soon to be Mrs. decide to have a co-bachelor/bachelorette celebration in Vegas.

A week in sin city? Sign me up.

That’s until they hit me with a bomb. It’s a couple’s week full of competition and challenges and I need to have a significant other.

Too bad the only one I have lives in my bedside drawer.

Best friend to the rescue. Trust me she says. I know the perfect guy. You two are perfect for each other.

Little did I know her proposition was the last person I would have expected.