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WE NEED TO TALK
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2025-07-08 01:28:59
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BORROWED LOVE ON ICE NOT THAT DEEP
MELISSA'S POV I got the message just before I finished tying my shoelace.Marco: The audience is obsessed. You two are going on a public date tomorrow. Full exposure. Keep the energy up. Make it work.I stared at it for a full ten seconds.A date?I rolled my eyes and dropped my phone on the bed like it offended me.This wasn’t part of the original deal.We’d already done the promo shoot. The hand placement, the posing, the fake smiles. That was enough pretending for one week.Now a date?I picked up my phone again, typing fast.I’m not doing that. We signed up for a campaign, not The Bachelor.Marco replied almost instantly.The internet loves you two. Don’t kill the magic. A casual lunch or something quiet. Just give them more to chew on.I groaned, tossing the phone face down again.I could already picture it—Xavier showing up in something annoyingly cool, charming waiters for no reason, walking like the sidewalk owed him money. I wasn’t in the mood.But Marco was serious. And thi
BORROWED LOVE ON ICE THE DATE THEY DEMAND
XAVIER'S POV She was impossible.That was the only word for her.Melissa Brown was the most stubborn, sarcastic, unbothered person I had ever met in my life.I tossed my keys on the counter as I stepped into my apartment and let out a long breath. My bag slid off my shoulder and hit the floor with a heavy thump. The shoot had only lasted a couple of hours, but somehow it felt like I’d gone three rounds in the ring with someone who didn’t even lift a finger.She didn’t even try to be polite.Every eye roll. Every dry comment. Every glare from across the room. And she still managed to look good doing it.It was annoying.And weirdly magnetic.I ran a hand through my hair, pulled off my sweatshirt, and flopped onto the couch. My head hit the pillow and I let my legs dangle off the edge.“She’s so mean,” I muttered into the silence. “Like genuinely. Mean.”I chuckled to myself. “At this rate, will she ever have a boyfriend?”Still laughing, I reached for my phone to scroll through nothin
BORROWED LOVE ON ICE WE NEED TO TALK
KATRINA'S POV I called.It rang twice, then ended.No voicemail. No reply.I stared at her name on the screen, waiting for it to light up again. It didn’t. My fingers trembled slightly as I typed the message.You need to call me. Now.I had texted her ten minutes ago, and still nothing.A minute passed. Then another. Then four.The silence made my chest tight.I knew she saw it. Melissa was the type who always kept her phone nearby. She could ignore a call, sure—but not a message. She was reading it. Thinking. Choosing not to reply.And that hurt more than I wanted to admit.My thoughts wandered back to the cafeteria. Back to the moment everything shifted.Before that photo, it was just a regular break. I’d barely touched my salad. Kendra was ranting about a patient who tried to fake chest pain for free meds. Lisa kept showing us wedding photos of her cousin, and Tomi was locked in a debate over the most annoying kind of hospital call light.It was noisy. Typical. A welcome distracti
BORROWED LOVE ON ICE YOU NEED TO CALL ME
MELISSA'S POV I didn’t sleep.Not a second.I tried. Curled up under the blanket. Lights off. Phone flipped over. But my brain kept racing like it was in a championship final.What kind of person agrees to fake date their sister’s boyfriend?What kind of idiot agrees to fake date their teammate?Me.Apparently, that idiot is me.I stared at the ceiling, eyes wide in the dark. No dreams. Just dread.This isn’t just some modeling job. This is my entire life turning into a circus. A very public, very messy circus with flashing lights and flashing cameras and one infuriating man standing next to me smiling like he doesn’t ruin my blood pressure every time he breathes.Xavier Kesh.The most annoying person I’ve ever met.Ever.I mean, I’ve met arrogant athletes before. Guys who think the world spins around their skates. But Xavier?He’s on another level.The cocky smirk. The lazy shrug. The way he acts like nothing ever touches him. Like everything is a game and he’s already winning.And
BORROWED LOVE ON ICE I'LL DO IT
MELISSA'S POV “What?” I said, blinking hard like maybe I heard wrong.Do I need hearing aids?Am I hearing something else?Marco smiled again. Like he was pitching the next big Netflix deal.“I said… the company wants you two to fake date.”I laughed.Out loud.And it was not a pretty laugh.“You’re joking.”“I’m not.”“You’re insane.”“Also not.”I stood up immediately.“Nope. I’m not doing that.”“Melissa—”“Don’t ‘Melissa’ me.”Xavier hadn’t even reacted. He just sat there, elbow on the armrest, hand over his mouth, like he was trying to disappear into the chair.I pointed at him. “Say something. This is your mess too.”He shrugged, still too calm. “Don’t look at me. I just got dragged in here.”“Dragged? You looked very present during that shoot yesterday.”“Because it was work.”“This isn’t work, Xavier. This is madness.”Marco jumped in, hands up. “Okay, okay. I know it sounds wild—”“It is wild.”“But hear me out.”“I don’t want to.”“Melissa, please.”“I’m not fake dating my
BORROWED LOVE ON ICE THE COMPANY WANTS YOU TO DATE
MELISSA'S POV I opened my eyes to soft light and quiet.Then the realization hit.I was still here.Still in his house.Still in his hoodie.I sat up fast.My clothes were folded neatly at the edge of the bed. I didn’t remember doing that.I didn’t care.I got up, grabbed them, and changed quickly, yanking the hoodie off like it had caught fire. My own jeans felt stiff against my skin, but at least they were mine.I didn’t bother folding his clothes back.I just placed them on the bed, grabbed my bag, and moved toward the door.I could hear faint sounds from the kitchen — the soft clink of a mug. Movement. Music playing low.I didn’t plan to say goodbye.I didn’t owe him anything.I just wanted out.I was halfway to the front door when his voice cut through the silence.“Well, good morning to you too.”I stopped.He was leaning against the counter, coffee mug in hand, wearing that same smug expression like he knew I was trying to sneak out.“Didn’t think you were the type to ghost,”
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