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I froze, my heart beating wildly. I raised my eyes and looked at him. "Mr. Lancaster, you don't need to lie or do anything. You just need to be my nominal boyfriend and convince the judge that I'm in a stable relationship with you..." "Do you think the judge is that easy to fool?" Raphael said coldly, "You need me to be your boyfriend to win your case. But, I also need you to be my girlfriend to get my mother to stop introducing me to women from other families. Since we both have needs, why don't we try to be real boyfriend and girlfriend? I'm sick and tired of meeting other women."

'That's dumb. Ryan rolled his eyes, "You want my help, girl, so you'll listen to me, and I'm not telling you to date someone, I said a boyfriend. If you rent a guy or anyhow you get him, he just has to be answering the name, 'Adrian's boyfriend', simple." I stared weirdly at him, "And, after that?" "Why don't you go today first before knowing the next step? I have to be sure before thinking of someone for you, and with how you are, I might settle for a clown for you."

His attention shifts briefly to the entrance, where Alaric and Davina stand, smug and triumphant. Soren leans closer, his voice a quiet anchor in my storm. “Remember when I used to pretend to be your boyfriend to keep the guys at bay for you in college?” I nod, too broken to speak. He smirks, the gesture both comforting and dangerous. “Let’s do it again. Only this time, I don’t need a lunch for repaying me for my kindness.” My shattered heart aches, torn between despair and the flicker of something else. Something I haven’t felt in years.

, he asks and I shake my head and I can hear him saying something but I don’t write understand what it is. “What is wrong with him?”, Anna asks and I look at her to see her frowning. I shake my head and look again at Aimee that has her back turned to me. I can see the guy notices me looking at her and his smile disappears from his face. Why is he with het? Is he her boyfriend? I thought she was single. Fuck she is doing it again. We haven’t even came out to the public as being engaged and she is already shagging someone else?

I guess I got lucky where I didn't have many problems, none that really mattered anyway. "Hey Carl" I say warmly. "This is my boyfriend Rhodes. Rhodes this is my landlord Carl" I introduce the two of them. Rhodes dusts off his hand on his jeans and shakes Carls open hand. "Good to meet you mate, though I am sad to see this one go. One of my best tenants" Carl gestures to me after he shakes Rhodes's hand. I'm not sure if he really means that, but I guess I don't have raging parties or tear up the place like some of my neighbours so I may actually be one of his favourites.

"But I'll lose you." "No," Elion said. He grabbed Cale’s face. "You won't lose me. I'll be right there. I'll be the first thing you see." "But I won't know you." "Then I'll introduce myself," Elion vowed. "I'll say, 'Hi, I'm Elion. I'm your boyfriend. And we have a cat named Barnaby.'" Cale let out a choked laugh. "Barnaby." "Yes. Barnaby." Elion kissed him. A fierce, desperate kiss.

I know what you’re thinking. I’ve been there. This is a teen romance novel, yes. But this isn’t the story about how my boyfriend and I overcame the trials and tribulations of high school to have our happily ever after. I don’t battle for prom queen with the popular girl. My boyfriend doesn’t have me hired by his dad to date him and raise his social status. I don’t move from a new town and star in a spring musical with him. No, there’s none of that. This is the story about how I met my boyfriend’s girlfriend.

I finally tell Kiara, “I’ll probably dump him and move on.” She studies me for a beat. “Look … you know I don’t buy into the fairy-tale nonsense. Or soulmates. Or destiny with good lighting.” She pauses. “But I know that’s what you want. And I think you’re just looking in the wrong place. Or more accurately … at the wrong guy.” Maybe. But the right guy is an asshole. Possibly a donkey. Definitely a menace. She clicks her tongue at my what-the-fudge face. What does she know anyway? Ren is my first boyfriend. She knows that. He could still be the one. Couldn’t he? Maybe my nuclei are lagging. Maybe the big BAM moment is just late.

Samuel frowned hard and kept shaking his head. "No, that's not it! Listen to me, darling! I really had no choice!" I straightened up my hunched back and looked at him. "Then let me tell you now about my plan to take back everything that rightfully belonged to me." "What is it?" I dialed a number on my phone and put it to my ear, making the call in front of him. "Hello? I want to make a police report. My husband, Samuel Tucker, rented out my apartment to his relatives at an extremely low-balled price without my consent.

"Yes, my crazy idea. Think about it. We don't have much time, but I want us to figure out a plan before the plane lands." She sighed. He was persistent. "Why am I pretending to be your girlfriend?" "That sounded like you were on board with the idea." She waved a hand. "Semantics. Just tell me how you envision this working." He took a deep breath. "We pretend to date. That keeps women away from me." "It won't. Some women see a girlfriend as a challenge, nothing else," Hailey said. "That may be true, but could you work with me? At least listen to my plan."