I'm a self-proclaimed ladies' man, living life on my own terms—no strings attached, no commitments. But when my best friend returns to our hometown she brings up the pact we made as kids: if we're both still single by the time we're 30, we'd marry each other. She wants it all—marriage, kids, the white picket fence. I'm not the guy for that life, but I can't break my word. So, I agree to go along with it... pretending I could ever be the man she truly deserves.
