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“No, at least, I don’t think so.”
“Guess we’re going to find out,” I joke, and she laughs.
“If I start clawing at you like a cat in a bath, that will be your sign that I don’t like heights,” she teases, and I laugh as we start to rise up into the sky.
“Are you having fun so far?” I ask her as the wheel starts to turn.
“Yeah, I really like Lottie and Anson. They seem so perfect together, and they’re both so nice. I haven’t had a fun night out like this in… well, forever,” she says with a little laugh.
I point out some of the other rides, and I’m not surprised that she’s never been on any of them. I promise her we’ll try all of them, even if Lottie and Anson can’t join us as we climb off the Ferris wheel and make our way over to the concession stand.
“Are you hungry?”
“Starving,” she says as her eyes devour the menu.
“Want me to just get a little of everything and we can share?” I offer, and she smiles sweetly at me.
“That would be perfect.”
“We’re going to go grab that table,” Lottie says, grabbing Quinn’s hand and pulling her over to a just freed up picnic table.
“She’s cool,” Anson says when we’re alone, and I smile.
“I know.”
He laughs, and I step up to place my order. He orders after me, and I grab the drinks, heading over to the girls before I head back for the food. It’s a ton of junk food, but I want Quinn to have this experience. We’ll probably all get sick from eating so much fried food, but it will be worth it to be the first one to show this to Quinn.
“Dig in,” I say as I set the food down in front of us.
“Thanks,” Quinn says, and then she shocks the hell out of me by leaning over and brushing her lips against mine.
It’s a quick kiss, there and gone in the blink of an eye, but my lips keep buzzing as I grab my Coke and take a long drink.
I know it then. I’m already head over heels for this girl.
For myfakegirlfriend.
Now I need to figure out how I can possibly make this fake relationship real.
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Quinn
I’min so much trouble.
This whole thing was meant to be fake. I mean, it was my own damn idea for it to be fake, but I already have real feelings for Rhett.
I can’t believe I ever thought I would be able to keep things fake between us. Rhett is just so perfect that how could you not fall in love with him? He’s handsome and sweet, supportive and funny. He makes me feel beautiful, smart and desired.
I don’t need this right now. He’s not part of any of my plans. Besides, I’m already so stressed out and on edge about my blog and parents that I don’t think I can juggle one more thing.
Maybe I should call this whole thing off.
Except I don’t think that would do any good. I already have feelings for Rhett. Pushing him away now is just going to hurt me.
I pace back and forth, chewing on my fingernail as I wait for Rhett to pick me up. We’re supposed to be heading over to the house for whatever charity event they’re holding this month. I’m already dreading it. These events are always so dreadful and more about people showing off than helping the actual charity that we’re all there to support.
My puffy, tulle dress is already driving me crazy, and I try to tamp down the sides. It doesn’t work.
