The marriage was of convenience. The feelings? Not so much.

My name is Rachel. I'm straight . . . I think. I also have a mountain of student loans and a smart mouth. I wasn't serious when I told Pari Sadashiv I'd marry her. It was only party banter Except Pari needs a green card, and she's willing to give me a breather from drowning in debt.

My off-the-cuff idea might not be so terrible. We get along as friends. She's really romantically cautious, which I find heartbreaking. She deserves someone to laugh with. She's kind. And calm. And gorgeous. A couple of years...