<p>Ever been so burned out you become desperate enough to entertain saying 'yes' to a fake marriage? Well that's me, agreeing to be Colonel Justice's holiday plus-one and wife for the next few months.</p><p><br></p><p>He's my childhood neighbor and almost friend. Now, my faux husband. Our mission? Secure his early Army promotion while offering me a life raft in my sea of chaos.&nbsp;</p><p><br></p><p>We're dressed to impress and schmoozing his superiors this season. He's all polished medals and stern demeanor; I'm the woman no one's heard of in a designer dress at his side.</p><p><br></p><p>Underneath his disciplined, all-business facade, I rediscover the man behind the uniform. Even though we both know this is only part of an agreement, things get complicated.</p><p><br></p><p>We never signed up for emotions. I agreed to a contract with a role to play. But as the lines blur, I have to wonder: is this love? or simply logistics?</p>