Meddling with Maverick

When pranking my neighbor backfires and he lets the Matchmaking Mamas set him up, it's my duty to keep an eye on his dates. If I sabotage them in the process, that's just coincidence, right? But when Maverick calls my bluff that I could be a better date, I find myself in the matchmaking hot seat. I've been straight all my life, but the prospect of a real date, real kisses, maybe even real love with a man doesn't scare me. It's easier to meddle with Maverick with an invite to his bed. In fact, maybe I'll just meddle with him for life.