Drew paced back and forth across the carpet in his hotel room in Antigua. He was getting engaged in a few hours. Engaged. To a woman he could barely stand to be around for more than an hour, let alone love.

He and Kate had come to some kind of understanding Friday night, though he wasn't exactly sure where they stood. Were they dating? Or were they just friends who liked each other and were waiting to date? Was that the plan? They certainly weren't friends with benefits…since there would be no kissing until the whole Finding Your Soulmate mess was over with. But, boy, did he wish there was a least some kissing. It had taken all his self-control not to kiss her.

He pushed his fingers through his hair. Why had he agreed to the fake engagement plan anyway? Couldn't he have just told Gwen and Alexis no? Told them he never signed up for this? He had tried, but the process hadn't worked for him. None of those girls had been the one. None of them were Kate. Kate still had his heart after all these years. She would always have his heart.

But she also had dreams of her own, and he didn't want to ruin her shot. A huge part of him wanted to just pay for the whole production of one of her movies himself.

But he knew she'd never go for that.

So instead, he was getting engaged for her. Not to her.

This was so messed up.

He'd always told himself he only wanted to get down on bended knee once, and here he was trying to figure out the perfect proposal for the wrong girl in order to help the right girl.

A knock sounded on his door, breaking him out of his trance.

He had texted Alexis a few minutes before that she should probably just have one of her writers think up the right words, since they still weren't coming to him. That was probably her coming to the rescue now.

He swung the door open. "Hey, Alexi—"

Not Alexis.

Kate.

"What are you doing here?" he managed to say after a beat. She looked beautiful in the afternoon sunlight, wearing a t-shirt and jeans that hugged her curves just right.

"Alexis told me you needed help with something."

"She shouldn't have sent you." Why had she sent Kate? Alexis knew how he felt about her.

Pain reflected in Kate's eyes at his words, so he hurried to say, "It's not that. I just, uh, I'm having a hard time coming up with the perfect fake proposal, and I don't know—with the way I feel about you—it's just interesting that Alexis would send you to help me write them."

Kate nodded and walked in. "She did say you needed my writing skills. I should've known it would be for something like this."

Drew couldn't get a read on what she thought of the situation. Did she care? He expected she wouldn't want to help him with this, but maybe she was fine. Maybe she didn't care as much as he hoped she did.

"Okay," Drew said, heading back to the table and pulling out a chair for Kate. "Let's get this started. I'm supposed to get dressed in an hour, so there isn't much time to get it done."

"What do you have so far?" Her face was all business, but there was something there that told him she might be dreading this just as much as he was.

He gestured at the blank sheet of paper. "So far I’ve got nothing."

Kate took the pen. "Do you mind?"

"No, no, please. Go ahead."

She put pen to paper and looked at him with those bright blue eyes of hers. "Well, if I was watching the show, I would want the proposal to be genuine…" She smirked at him, and Drew was relieved she could joke around on such a somber day. "But since that's not possible, we'll just have to dream up the most romantic proposal we can."

"Sounds good to me."

"Let's start with Gwen,"

Drew felt himself scowl at her name. Kate seemed to notice.

"Well, it is her name, isn't it?"

"Yeah, but…I don't know. Let's just leave her name off. I think that's part of the problem. I can't come up with a proposal for Gwen because I don't want to propose to Gwen."

Kate crossed out Gwen's name and moved down a line. "So, should we just pretend you're writing this for someone else?"

"Sure," he said.

They worked through a bunch of proposals, using lines like “You make my life so much better,” and “I can't imagine life without you.”

But even though those lines sounded great for a proposal, he could never imagine himself saying them to Gwen. They'd have to reshoot it about a million times before they could come out sounding genuine.

Drew slumped in his chair. "Maybe I should just keep it short and sweet. Just get down on one knee and blurt out, 'Will you marry me?' and call it good."

Kate leaned back. "It's up to you. I don't think Alexis will be content with that, but I'm out of ideas too, so maybe it's for the best."

"I wish it didn't have to be this way," Drew said, not trying to hide the longing in his voice any longer. He put a hand on her face, caressing her cheek and loving the way her skin flushed at his touch. "I wish—"

There was a knock on the door.

Joe peeked his head inside. "It's time to get in your suit. We'll be leaving in an hour."