Pretend It’s Real, for Me

Please leave your message at the sound of the beep…

Tatiana, it’s currently four o’clock in the morning, and I can’t sleep because I’m drunk and wide-awake thinking about you.

How I was almost yours, and you were almost mine...

My life is currently in shambles, and my entire fighting career is hanging in the balance. So, I have to make some huge changes.

Since you still owe me that favor from years ago, I need to cash it in now.

I need you to pretend to be my fiancé for ninety days.

Just ninety days.

We don’t have to talk behind closed doors and we don’t have to try to be friends again. We don’t even have to kiss—even though I can guarantee no man has ever kissed you better…

I can promise that we won’t touch either. Although the last time we ran into each other, you looked like you wanted me all over again. (Don’t deny it.)

Anyway, I’m just cashing in that delayed “I.O.U.” that you swore would “never be too late to redeem.”

I’m not asking for much. I just want you to pretend it’s real, for me.