“You’re doing the right thing,” Cassie said as the makeup artist brushed a final layer of powder on Peyton’s face. Peyton didn’t agree with Cassie’s assessment. “I really don’t think this is a good idea.” Cassie planted her hands on her hips and glared at Peyton. “I am in PR, remember?” Cassie said. “You need to nip this in the bud before it gets any worse. You’re already a meme for god’s sake.” Oh yeah, that had been a nice little heads-up from Chloe. The fucking In Like Finn Facebook page had started the damned thing, but at least it wasn’t just Peyton. They had put one up of Dale’s new wife too. Her video reply to Peyton’s hadn’t had quite the reach, but it was certainly enough to keep the story alive. This was why Peyton found herself in a makeup chair at four in the morning waiting to go on and be interviewed by Butch and Sunnie on Wake Up, Australia - a breakfast television program that was more tabloid than news these days. Why they thought her situation was wort
He was going through an unusually long dry spell and he knew exactly who to blame for it. Peyton, the crazy woman. Ever since meeting her in person on the side of the road - maybe even before that, when he had seen her dressed as Wonder Woman but hadn't known who she was - he hadn't been able to get her out of his mind. Finn was not a guy to go without some sort of female companionship for any length of time. He liked women. He liked sex. Most importantly he liked combining the two. He loved sex with women and he managed to get enough of it to keep him satisfied. It was why he was the dating guru that everyone turned to when their sex lives were in a slump. Finn had never experienced a slump, not since he had discovered the joys of casual sex, except for now. He could lay this whole debacle directly at the feet of Peyton. Ever since she had stumbled into his life, he hadn't been interested in anyone else. He hadn't even kissed her and yet he couldn't get her out of his
Peyton returned Sunnie’s sickly sweet smile with one of her own. “Well, Sunnie,” she said, “I just can't bring myself to think of it as romantic when dear Dale was already engaged to someone else.” “But when it's love,” Starr simpered, “you just can't deny it.” Peyton snorted again. “Love? Lust maybe.” Starr pouted and Peyton had to stop herself from rolling her eyes. She hated it when women pulled that dumb-blonde bullshit. It just contributed to the mass of stereotypes and gave all women a bad name. “You don't believe in love at first sight?” Butch asked. “I was with Dale for two years,” Peyton said. “We were in love, or so I thought, and it certainly didn't happen at first sight.” “What about you, Starr? Was it love at first sight?” Starr squinched her nose up in that cute way that some women could. “Maybe not at first sight but it was definitely within the month.” Peyton coughed into her hand. “Bullshit.” “You don't believe her?” Sunni
“What the actual fuck?” Peyton looked at Cassie in the hope that her sister could explain what the hell had just happened. She didn't even get a chance to mention Chloe’s charity. The entire interview had been hijacked. She should have known better than to trust this sleazy excuse for a news program. “Devious pieces of shit,” Cassie muttered under her breath. She looked around spotted the producer and took off after him, leaving Peyton standing there. With a sigh, Peyton fished out her phone and switched it back on, regretting it as her phone blew up with text messages and notifications. “Fuck my life,” she muttered. Shouldering her bag, Peyton stalked out of the studio. She didn't know how long Cassie was going to be and the last thing she wanted was to be standing around feeling like some specimen under a microscope. She could not believe just how awful that interview had been. Blindsided by Starr Sparkles, her replacement, and then baited into some sort of
The woman waved her hand at the retreating back of the guy who had just been hassling her. “No guy is going to want you if you treat them like that. It's no surprise Dale went looking elsewhere.” What. The. Fuck? Was it still too early for that drink?“Fuck,” Finn growled under his breath. Any minute now Carter would be in Finn’s office gloating and Finn would have no more excuses. “3, 2, 1.” The office door opened and Carter stood there, a big grin on his face. “What did I tell you?” Finn rolled his eyes. The results from the online poll were in and they were overwhelmingly in favor of Finn trying to get Peyton to fall in love with him. “Fine,” Finn said with a sigh, “you win.” “I really like hearing those words,” Carter said. “Yeah, whatever, but don't say I didn't warn you. There is going to be a backlash about this.” “Pfft.” Carter waved Finn’s comment away. “We are not exactly virgins when it comes to controversy.” That was the truth. The Playbook had be
He knew the goal was to get her to fall in love with him and that he could, and should, keep his heart out of the matter completely. He also knew that for her to really fall in love with him, he would have to open himself up to her. Women knew when you were being fake and if he went into this half-arsed, then she would know he wasn't genuine. The only way to get her to fall for him was to let himself fall for her. Fuck. Where the hell did that thought even come from? He didn't want her to fall in love with him. He was only doing this so he could protect her against further ridicule. If anything, he wanted to show his readers that there was no formula they could follow in order to get a woman to fall in love. He knew from experience, limited though it was, that falling in love happened organically, even when you didn't want it to happen at all. Falling in love with another person was all about the chemicals in your brain and had nothing to do with how you wooed. That's why women fell
The final stage of falling in love is…Attachment.Attachment comes by way of a little chemical called oxytocin. You know that cuddly feeling you get after a spectacular orgasm? That's oxytocin. Your brain releases this chemical after climaxing and its job is to help you bond with your mate. This is why a lot of women confuse sex with love. Interestingly, this same hormone is released during childbirth and breastfeeding to help build the bond between mother and child.It should be worth noting here that studies on party drugs such as GHB have indicated that oxytocin may be responsible for the dissociative behavior that drugs like this produce. Just like dopamine can make you obsessive, oxytocin may in fact make you reckless - the two things needed to fall in love.Along with oxytocin, vasopressin is another hormone released during this attachment stage that helps build the bond between couples - according to a study done on prairie voles. Prairie voles are monogamous for the most part
So jogging. It had the desired effect of keeping her incognito and using up all the adrenaline that her current levels of stress were producing. In short, it kept her from rampaging through the streets like the Hulk on a bender. The Hulk bender temptation was real. Instead, she ran. She ran as far and as fast as she could and prayed for the runner’s high that would help her see that her life wasn't really that bad and that things could be worse. She rounded the corner, her mind blissfully blank, when she heard her name called. She wasn't thinking - that's the only reason she reacted and turned her head towards the voice. It was only as she saw the guy lift his camera with its telephoto lens that she realized her mistake. The guy started running towards her and Peyton took off, leaving little dust clouds in her wake. Peyton could hear the pounding steps behind her and her adrenaline spiked. She rounded another corner and while she was out of his line of sight, she jumped