He leaned back in his chair. “Usually, but in this case, he’s bested me.”
He sounded defeated, and that had me intrigued enough to place my book on the edge of the table and fold my arms over my chest. “Do tell.”
He hesitated for a moment before looking me dead in the eye. “I need a girlfriend.”
Holy shit.I nearly fell off the chair.
“He bet you a girlfriend?” I stammered, barely able to say it. I’d heard about crazy bets before, but this was next level.
“Sort of. But that’s the gist of it, which explains the dating spree. ‘Looking for love’.” He air quoted and I burst out laughing.
His nose scrunched up at me. “What?”
“A sentence I never thought I’d hear from you. The way you had to choke the words out, I thought I’d need to start CPR.”
“Ha. Ha.” He rolled his eyes. “Your turn.”
“No.”
“Come on.”
“No.”
“Just spill it.”
Was I going to do this?Unfortunately, I failed in my search for someone else. After Kev’s rejection, I had no interest in trying to ask anyone else from the team. Out of desperation, I went out with Nora last night to see if I could meet someone and to no surprise, I’d had zero luck. I weaved my fingers through my hair. This was my last chance and he seemed like he had something to lose. Screw it. What was the worst Josh could do, laugh at me? Us? He was in a similar situation.
Sighing, I whispered, “I need a fake boyfriend.”
A grin spread from ear to ear in amusement. The smug jerk. “What now?”
“You heard me. I have a thing that I am supposed to have a date for, but he broke up with me, remember?”
He stared at me up and down, as if he was debating something in his head. Something I was certain I wasn't going to like. “I’ll do it.”
And there it was.
“Ha.” I snorted.
He flinched. “What? What’s wrong with me?”
Reaching over, I tapped him on the chest. “You, are not boyfriend material. They will see through that lie so fast.”
“Give me some credit. I can fake it.”
My eyebrow nearly shot through the roof. “No way.”
“Gimme one chance.”
“Not happening.”
“April.”
He put his elbows on the table, leaning toward me. “We’ve already crossed the line. You didn’t seem to mind then.”
My cheeks burned. “That was different.”
“Why’s that?”
